"They say love is like a drug. You see the person and you get a high, and you crave them. They look at you, touch you, talk to you, laugh with you, you get the high. But slowly the high fades. Leaving you wanting more. The taste of their lips, the feeling of your body pressed against yours. You get addicted. And you can't stop. Because that person is all I want, you know ?" Camila looked up at her with eyes brimmed with tears. As she blinked, a single salty tear rolled down her cheek. Y/N gently wiped the tear of the Cuban's soft cheek. Camila shivered at the touch Silence filled the space between them.