We've been together for 10 months,
But still I haven't told him.
I don't know when, I don't know how, but I can't keep it in for much longer. I love him. He needs to know.
"Happy 10 months, Nikki." He kissed my forehead, licking his lips before he does, like always.
He swung his arm over my shoulder as we started to walk.
Where?
Where we usually go.
Forward.
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10 Months
Short StoryThe quantity, Of emotions I feel When dismissed; Is nothing Compared to The quality, Of misery I suffer; When reality Hits.
