Stolen moment

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I remember like it was yesterday. Me in that room on campus. You outside that door. You were about to leave. You had to, but I didn't want you to... And I was too proud to ask you to stay, I couldn't voice it. I knew you had to leave. Sadly, our time, as stolen as it was in reality, was up. That day we had spent hours talking on the phone. I remember you calling me the night before at 1 am and we just went and talked for hours about anything, nothing and everything... Funny right? That time too we stole. Yet you still came to see me, just to say hi, or see my face in that classroom. But we ended up talking and laughing for 2 hours but then, you had to leave. Again... It felt good. It felt right, yet forbidden. I remember the hugs, the top of the head kisses, the stare fights. Your fragrance. Oh man... I could smell it even if you were housand miles away. I felt safe around you. I felt special. Then it happened... I remember like it was yesterday. Me in that room on campus. You outside that door. You were about to leave. You had to, but I didn't want you to... And I was too proud to ask you to stay, I couldn't voice it. You turned to leave and I just said :" really?" You walked back to me and you kissed me. I was

You walked back to me and you kissed me. I was stunned. Chocked. Never. Never would've thought after all this time, all these moments-all stolen- you'd steal that too. I looked At you, right in those dreamy eyes of yours and I managed to say :" Hum, I think I gotta leave, sorry..." And there I was, storming out of the room, leaving you wondering what could have gone so wrong about that sweet, adorable, daring, short, stolen moment...

Oct 20,2020

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