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Ongoing, First published May 21, 2015
Mature
It was a dark night exploring the woods. That's when I saw him, his sky blue eyes you could not miss and his dark black hair. I felt different  I couldn't describe it but I love the feeling he gave me but when he ran away I craved for how I felt but don't know if I will ever get to see him again and fell the way I did tonight. Why did I get a sing on my hand when he touched me. I looked down at my hand and there lay a mark it was not like a scratch or a cut more like a tattoo it was shape like a moon. I stared at it for a moment, what is this? did he mark me for something? I thought I will do anything to feel the way I did back when he looked at me but what if I never get a chance to see him again, ever. What if I am dreaming and I will wake up and nothing was real, well I don't want to wake up.' I thought to myself again. I just hope this is not a dream and I will see him again tomorrow. I was getting really into thinking about the boy like something about him was not even human but I want to find him again and find out. Tomorrow I will go and I will look for him again and maybe I get a chance to talk to him again or maybe even tell what this tattoo is for or about. I will leave at sun set and go out looking for him, cause I am dying to see him again.
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****Copyrighted**** 'Tell me you don't feel it.' He whispered against my lips, and the trembling that had ceased at the feel of his lips against mine began again with renewed vigor. 'Tell me it's not what you want, and I'll go. You'll never have to see me again.' Swallowing, I looked up at the eyes that had entranced me from the start. I took in his every feature, slowly and deliberately. I thrilled at the feeling of his arms enfolding me, and I inhaled his familiar scent with a trembling breath. And then, then I did the most foolish thing imaginable: I flung my arms about his neck and kissed him with all that I had, almost losing myself in the safety and security I felt. But more than that, I ran. I took his moment of shock, the slight loosing of his arms about me, and tore myself away from him, shoving out the door and into the rain. I suppose I'll never know why he didn't follow me. It was the thing I feared most. I knew that if he came for me a second time, I wouldn't be able to say 'no'. I wouldn't be able to run. But I had to. I had to go. I couldn't let him be hurt because of me. He would live on now, and I would marry another. I had leased my last bit of passion in that one moment in his arms, and as I made my way through the dark streets, I felt myself become dull and lost like the creatures bound in the menagerie. **Much of this was written when I was younger and then I came back later and finished it. There will likely be mistakes. Lots of them.