«vapor» • {mgc}

I gasped for one last bit of air before I could say all I never did, afraid to be me the one who screwed it up for the very first time.

"You never listen to me Michael, from the very first time you never cared about what I had to say. You even started the relationship far before I even agreed."

"Beth, I want to breathe you in like a vapor. I want to be the one you remember. I want to feel your love like the weather"

"Michael relationships are for two, I-"

"I want to print our hands in the pavement. Savor your words, I won't ever waste them."

He stopped my actions by a slow kiss. Suddenly the rain in our faces, mixed with our tears flowing down our face like a river of repressed emotions couldn't stop our hearts from drowning anymore.