I sat on the couch, his head resting on my shoulder, eyes shut gently. His breathing was even and slow, in time with the waves that climbed up the shore outside the apartment. It was just us two in the house. He’d taken me out here for my 28th. He sat up.
“My love. My life. My entire reason for existing. Right here next to me. That is the coolest fucking thing.” He mumbled. I smiled, kissing his forehead. He yawned, lying back down on the couch.
“Want to get high?” I said.
two bodies but we were one, so together so perfect everything that had ever happened had happened and was behind us and now and all that was left was a clean path filled with nothing but each other and, god he was so beautiful, and I was crying and laughing and he was kissing my neck running his beautiful hands down my back. I pressed my lips to his chest, over scars, through skin into bones.
We are one.
I wake in bed covered in a cold sweat and look over to the clock that sat on the bed side table. 2:46 AM it read in a bright red light. I cursed under my breath and got up, grabbing pants off the floor and heading out to the kitchen
“Tyler!” I shouted, running through the house, out the front door. “Tyler!” I yelled once more, cursing again, louder this time. I spotted him, naked, waist deep in water, facing away from me. He walked a few steps further before diving head first in. “Tyler! Fuck!” I yelled, before diving in after him, a minute later I reached him. I pulled him out, his eyes were closed but he was breathing, “Come on don’t do this to me, I need you, I need you” I whispered, pressing my face into his hair
“I need you.” I whispered
“I need you.” My voice broke
I started moving towards the shore, he opened his eyes, choking for air
“Oh my god, it’s going to be ok, you are ok.” I kept repeating. It was my fault. I should have known the drugs would have messed with his anti-depressants. He clung onto my neck and I carried him inside to the shower, putting him under the water.
“I’m so sorry.” I said. “I’m so, so, sorry.”
He looked up, into me.
“Thank you for saving my life.” He said. Trying to smile, but a tear fell down his cheek
“I love you, you know that?” I said, kissing him, he pushed against me, until my back hit the wall, he ran his hands through my wet hair.
“I fucking love you, I am sorry that I scared you.” He told me, but it didn’t matter, I knew that, it was so strong so vibrant it was torturous to pull away from how I felt. I grabbed his hand, taking him out to the bedroom. He pinned me down on the bed, kissing me deeply down my neck, I could feel bruises forming but it didn’t matter
“FUCKING HELL I AM SO IN LOVE!” I screamed, as he went down on me, making me feel loved like never before. He came back up, his face close to mine, nose on my cheek. I could hear his heavy breathing. I went down on him,
“Josh, fucking fuck shit UGH,” he said, I gently broke away and stood up. “Where are you going?” He asked, “Did I do something wrong?” Tyler looked concerned,
“No, everything is ok, come with me.” I said back, grabbing a blanket from the cupboard.
I lead him outside, taking a seat on the balcony so we had a perfect view of the sky and stars. We wrapped ourselves in the blanket. I took out a cigarette, lighting it then inhaling deeply. I pointed up to the sky
“You see that little one, over there?” I asked him, pointing to the left hand side of the sky where a small, but bright star shone
“That one is me.” I finished, the hand that didn’t hold the smoke falling into his
“Which one am I?” He asked, gazing up at me. I took a deep breath in
“You are the entire galaxy.”
