𝐬𝐢𝐧

005.

FIVE.

▍ACT V: Sogni d'oro

∎ I SAT THERE THINKING. I knew something will happen soon, something will make us drift. Drift further apart. I sat there, a biro twirling in my hand. I took out the cap of it, and started to pour all my love into the single sheet of paper. I was epistolizing him a Billet-doux. I wrote and wrote and wrote,sometimes stopping to find the perfect word to describe the feeling that makes my entire body shake.

It was a chilly evening, th winter sun poking out from the clouds, trying his hardest to warm the city filled with crystal ice. He sat on my couch,me beside him, watching some kind of 80's thriller, me smoking and him drinking beer from my refrigerator. Halfway through, he groaned again, his face turning red. God.

I can't bear it anymore. "Tell me now!"I demanded him. I can't watch him, the only one I need and love crumble to pieces with agony, and knowing the cause of all was me. "Tell me the price I need to pay!"I shouted again. The ground shook ferociously, the sun was getting hidden by dark clouds, it stopped snowing. I felt the galaxies turning around, felt those angels and the deity alongside the goddess herself anticipating their victory. 

"You need to kiss me." Is all he said. I wrapped my arms around his neck, my hands blistering, pulled his face in, getting a taste of those soft-looking peachy plum lips. It was SELCOUTH.

Ah,ah.

It was true. The soft-looking pair of lips were indeed soft. Our body's were glued together, my stomach and chest feeling like it was set on fire. The shaking of the ground stopped. The dark clouds disappeared, the sun peaking out again. The galaxies stopped turning. It was us. Only the the two of us. I slipped my tongue in his cavern, tasting the beer and his lips, feeling like luckiest man to ever live on this planet earth. He grabbed my waist, pulled me closer as if it was possible. Kairosclerosis; this was the moment I felt I was happy. I had a paroxysm; my emotions bursted. I felt energetic, happy,nervous, fear,love, content.

My legs felt funny. I looked down, my legs were disappearing into flowers. I opened my eyes,looking at his sorrowful ones while not breaking the kiss. It was an overwhelming opia I felt for the first and last time in my life. My stomach was starting to wither into flowers too. I smiled against his lips, as the only last thing I heard before completely disappearing was "Sogni d'oro."

they now cower their heads,not in shame of me,
but themselves.