Her fingertips on my skin. Her soft lips against mine. The way she shivered under my touch. Our bodies touching skin to skin. Her moans. Her smile. Her gorgeous face. Every second I spent with her clouded my mind. The last night with her replayed in my head all day. I couldn't stop thinking about Aspen. I kept seeing visions of her in the hallways, class, stores, in my bed. I have to move on. I'm not there anymore. I can't be with her anymore. I need to move on.
