Today I was scared, scared about what can happen in the next few weeks, scared that he will find someone else... scared of losing him.
He was right there next to me, telling me one of that amazing things he is starting to experience, and all I could do was smile, even though I was scared of what could happen next, I smiled because his happiness meant the world to me, and I could never be more proud of him than I already am; but then I stopped and looked at him with sadness, I didn't want him to leave, but as soon as I looked at him that way I leaned on and kiss him on the cheek.
I was about to leave when he called my name, asking me what was wrong, and I told him, I told him how I felt, I told him that I was happy for him, but I was scared of what the future might do to us, and as soon as I felt my eyes full of tears he got closer to me and kissed me; he kissed me like it was the last day we'll see each other —kinda true—, he kissed me like the way he has been kissing me all this time, full of passion, full of love, full of emotion; and I kissed him back, with the same feelings, letting him know how I felt without the words I have already told him before.
Then he has holding my face with both of his hands —making sure that I was looking at his eyes—, and told me the words I needed to hear; and I believed every single word that came out of his mouth, because the way he looked at me, the way he said those words, the way he was holding me, made me believe that everything was gonna be alright, that what is happening could never ruin what we have, because —saying it with the exact same words as his—, what we have is something that happens once, what we have is something that nobody, not even the most powerful can take from us... What we are feeling is right. Because next to each other we know who we are, because we found ourselves with the help of the other, because we have something out of this world, something extraordinary, and I'll never change it for any one or anything, because I know I'm happy next to you, your smile, your laughter, YOU; you make me happy, you make me the best version of me.
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Short Stories//Random post inspired in Shawn
Romance«I confess I am guilty for thinking about you, I know It's stupid, but I can't help it, you've been on my mind long enough to know that you are one of the reasons I get to smile every single day.» Short stories.
