I pull my hair up into a bun and I position my body so I'm facing her. She's sitting right next to me, and a piece of yellowed leaf is placed in her hair by the wind. She laughs and moves her hand to pull it out, but I move my hand to stop her. I explain that the leaf loves her. I don't include "like I do", as I should've. But the time hadn't come.
We're sitting on a bench in the middle of a park, watching others walk by. I grab her hand and wrap my fingers around hers and she looks at me, her breath brushing my nose as she stares at me. I know then, that I love her. I've fallen head-over-heels in love. I move my head closer to her and she closes the rest of the distance. Then we're kissing and her hand moves to my waist and mine tangles into her strawberry hair. I love her. God, I fucking love her.
just a cute little thing i thought i'd add as updates will be slower for a bit.
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Short Stories Collection
Short StoryInterested in horror? How about fiction? Sci-fi, fantasy? Good. This will be a collection of short stories that may make you cry, fearful, happy, or laugh. This is a collection of my writing, my heart, my soul. My personal story fractured into other...
