We lay together between satin sheets, kissing until our lips are numb. His piercing blue eyes makes me feel at home but at the same time, I make myself distant. I've never been so in love but I feel like I've never been so naive. As he holds me, I don't trust when my heart skips a beat. Lost by lust is what my mind believes while my heart drives without the road of stability or consciousness. His hands roam my skin under moonlight, gasps of ecstasy escapes my lips, I want this more than anything. But I don't want to rush what we are, I don't want to conform to what we aren't.
When I wake up in my best friends bed the next morning, I can't stop thinking, what are we? Lust filled teenagers driving on the wrong side of the road, towards nothing but we know it's something. A first romance in bloom for the both of us, a relationship built on questions. "Did we take this too far?", "Do you like this?", "What are we?", "Will I ever be the same?", the questions neither of us can answer. I can say this though. You make me feel like a moonlight dream. When I look in your eyes, I feel like I'm dancing underwater. When you kiss me, I feel so much more. You make me breathless and in the edge of my seat, waiting for your sweet words in text message form when I'm alone. And as we lay together, I never want us to be apart. Forever and always, to the moon and back.
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Short Story Collection
Короткий рассказA collaboration of new short stories I'll be writing until I publish my next book on here (whenever that may be). Every story will have a fresh take and writing from several genres and most importantly, I hope you enjoy!
