Sat on opposite sides
Slowly but surely getting closer
Arm around me where is this gunna go?
Hands intertwined. but does he not know?
That this was wrong, and he should probably just go.
But it didn't stop there
Before we knew it his hands were in my hair.
Lips in motion
Minds not focusing
The next day. We knew we must not tell. But we continued, to push ourselves deeper into this beautiful hell.
He had to leave
But it did not stop
Over text is where I cry
Where I yearn to hold this guy
Cutting
Burning
Getting high
Was all he could do to so that he didn't die
"Baby stop" read 12:45am
"I cannot"
"I love you" read 12:48am
"Hello?"delivered
"Are you there?"delivered
The whole night
Is filled with fear
For I do not know if he is here
In the morning
Will he greet me with his usual grin?
Will I be able to see his beautiful mouth graze his beautiful chin?
Or will I get a call
That will tell me "I'm sorry"
"But Reese has gone with the wind"
To be continued.....
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