One Mourning: A Story of A Sad Sunrise and A Painful Sunset

The Sunrise

"I like you.."

"I like you too.."

I closed my eyes. His lips touched mine. I can feel his warm caress. Anybody can tell his kiss was full of emotion. Not just lust. Not a form of selfishness. If it weren't for Sarah, I'd think of this kiss as a form of love...