Just the thought of his touch sent my heart fluttering and made my skin feel like it was on fire. When he did touch me I got butterflies, but it was more like fireworks. When he kissed me I felt like the happiest girl in the world. I thought it would last forever. But it didn't. His lips meh hers and I felt my heart shatter. I wanted to cry and scream at him but I didn't. I turned and walked away, I wanted him to come after me but somewhere deep down I knew he wouldn't. He wanted her not me, and who was I to stand in the way of what he wanted.
