Dear You,
You barged into the library today, not caring what anyone else thought. You stormed up to me.
Know what you did?
You kissed me. Not on the cheek.
On the lips.
The kiss was passionate and I could feel you pouring all of your emotion into the kiss. I'm sure you felt my emotion through it too.
When you pulled away, my knees were wobbly. My lips tingled from the kiss. I wanted to kiss you again.
You gave me another quick kiss.
"Goodbye, Porter." You said.
I watched you walk away, my heart breaking.
Will I ever see you again?
Love,
Porter
YOU ARE READING
Dear Library Love
Short StoryTwo boys find love in a library. It changes their lives, but for the best or the worst?
