"No one is clean. Living makes you dirty." he said while taking a step forward and hold both of my shoulder.
"I'm scared." I mumbled.
I stare in he's eyes as he did to mine. Those ocean eyes of him I can't compare to nothing.
"I'm here, don't you worry Klarisse." He answered and kissed me slowly.
Tears suddenly started to fall down on my cheeks. Every seconds like torture to me. I'm finding a way to let go but I'm at war with myself. But I know him, I know his heart, I know what he wouldn't do to hurt me and the only thing that I pray is my feet don't fail me now.
"I love you." he say in the middle of our kiss that I become emotionally blind. Babe now I can't escape you anymore as he swiftly push me in the corner of the roof top.
I'm falling and I still see him staring at me. Filled with mixed emotions all together I close my eyes and reminisce all the time him and I spent together. Time I spent with him was worth it after all. I'd wait him for a lifetime in hell.
BINABASA MO ANG
Clean
Gizem / GerilimDoes this girl entitled to conclude what is right and what is wrong? Considering we are all dirty of our own sins and wrong doings?
