Running away from our problems seems like the easiest thing to do. However, it's not, it just creates bigger problems. Conor and I are two completely different people but we both have our fair share of problems. Well, we share one big problem together.
However, after telling him, he runs, just like I run too. We collide again but we soon fall back apart. Our lives aren't simple, our love isn't simple and not even our dreams are simple.
Where words fail, love is meant to prevail but in this case, it doesn't. We're just two broken people facing the world together. We have hurdles to overcome and hopefully we can do it together.
"Don't do that." He told me, his eyes turning dark as they drifted to my lips and then to my eyes once again.
"Do what?" My eyebrows furrow.
He stayed silent for a moment, thinking of what to reply with. And finally, he spoke, "Make me wanna leave everything behind."
I wonder what he meant. Unlike he'd done earlier, he pulled me in a little closer snaking his arms around my waist, with his head resting in the hollow of my neck.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" he whispers under his breath sending shivers down my back. You know, he'd talk about me, like I was his safe haven. Like all he had to do, was take one look at me and he'd feel better.
"Well, OUR FIVE MINUTES ARE UP. Let's get going." I jump out of the bed and his hold running to the bathroom.
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I won't say I knew I wouldn't fall in love with him, I knew. The very first instant, from the first glance, from that sense of unfamiliar familiarity, I knew. And I think he did too.
I wouldn't say it was love at first sight, rather just a feeling like I had some ties to this person, who knows maybe in a past life.
Well anyway, I did, but little did I know that the first time it would ruin me. But the second time,
It healed me.