I tried hard to stop seeing him. I never even tried calling nor sending him a message I always keep myself busy. It was almost something I'am becoming an expert of but I always see myself outside his doorstep wanting for more. Craving for something that we shouldn't be doing in the first place.
I always see it in his eyes his lusting for me and some other emotions I don't wanna name as well. I was good at deceiving not only him but also myself that whatever is happening between us is just a passing fancy. Its just all about sex but who am I deceiving more in the end? I only end up questioning why can't I just stop things from happening I've always told him we better stop but after a week or two we end up together in bed catching our breaths.
Despite all this crazy shit I'm still potraying my old self infront of everyone else, to my friends, my family and to him. I let him know that whatever we have is all fun nothing serious to hold us up. I always guard my monthly mentruation as well I don't wanna make things more complicated than how it already turned out. I had to be more cautious not to get pregnant. I had to because I know that if I would I will never have it aborted even to wish it never existed.
My mind is clouded by all those confusions when were together, all what if's are rushing to grab my sanity just for reality to slap me bitterly. There is no "US" and nothing to be called "mine" in the end I was left alone to dwell on "the one who got away."
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Our Secret (COMPLETED)
Short StoryIt was forbidden for we were both in a relationship but it was a brewing temptation on both our sides. His lusting for me, I couldn't take my eyes off him. It's a temptation running for 8 long years and today after all those chase I acknowledge him...
