Drowning in Life

" I can only remember snatches of conversation that aren't even in chronological order. The next thing I remember was the kiss.

Neither one of us pulled away for a long time. Too long. "Stop." I stammered, pushing him back. "This isn't right. At all." I saw his face fall.

"I thought it was." He replied.

"It won't and it never will be." I said.

Jack was in love with a broken girl.
She still loved someone who was dead.

Complete short story. Please keep reading it gets better as it goes on. I really appreciate all votes and comments x