Bitter-Sweet ✔️

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Devon was still asleep when i woke.

She looked so beautiful and peaceful.

I walked lightly and carefully so that I didn't wake her.

I got my supplies around and painted a sunrise from memory.

I started with sketching where I wanted the sun and where I wanted the rocks.

Next I drew the ocean line.

I mixed my paints and started painting.

I used great detail and persuasion to paint it as perfect as possible.

I was halfway done with my work when I heard stirring behind me.

I peeked over my shoulder to see Devon starting to wake up.

I slid back into my world and painted.

I could feel her standing behind me and watching.

Most people would bother me.

But I felt comfort in her watching me.

Its weird,

New,

And unusual.

I don't know how to feel.

Once I finished i immediately signed it and started cleaning up.

As I was washing my brushes in the sink i felt a presence behind me.

Next I felt hands wrap around my waist.

Then a head on my shoulder.

Lastly humming in my ear.

A sweet humming.

I knew it was her and did nothing.

Butterflies erupted in my stomach,

And my skin tingled from her touch.

She stopped humming and spoke.

"Your painting is breathtaking, I didn't know you were an artist".

"Thanks, but it needs improvement".

She scoffed and started swaying.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

She hummed in response and pulled the brushes out of my hands.

She turned me around and started pulling me away from the sink.

"Dance with me" her sweet voice bouncing off the walls.

"I have to clean my brushes before the paint drys" I said.

She pouted and I felt my heart clench.

"After I clean my brushes I'll dance with you" I said hurriedly trying desperately to make her stop being sad.

She smirked and nodded.

I cleaned my brushes with her arms wrapped around me and her head buried into the crook of my neck.

She hummed and swayed the whole time.

After I finished drying them she pulled me away and turned on music.

We waltzed and tangoed and spun around the room.

Taking turned spinning and dipping each other.

Her eyes sparkled and my heart fluttered.

She got really close to my ear and nibbled  on it.

I bit my lip to stop from moaning.

She smirked and whispered in my ear.

"I don't want to be friends".

I smiled and replied "Good, because I don't want to either"

She pushed me up against the wall and kissed me.

In that moment I realized how long its been since I thought of him,

How happy I've been,

How she makes me feel.

I need him like I need arsenic

I need Devon like I need oxygen.