No Use Holding On
From My Lungs To Yours, From Your Mouth To Mine
“William?” I stutter out shocked.
“Andy,” you say, your face breaking out in a wide grin.
“What are you doing here?”
“I figured it was time I stopped running,” you say, looking deep into my eyes.
“From what?” I ask.
“From you, from the truth, from love,” you say stepping closer with each word. You take my face in your cold hands, and lean forward. “From this,” you whisper against my lips before kissing me gently.
It’s like fireworks behind my eyelids. This isn’t our first kiss, but it’s so different from last time. Last time it was rushed, and hungry. Now it’s soft, and slow. It’s like no other kiss I’ve ever felt before. I bring my hands up to grab the collar of your jacket, and pull you closer to me. Everything I’ve been trying to forget came rushing back.
“I love you,” you say when you pull away.
“I love you too,” I reply, just as breathless.
“Come on, we should head home. It’s cold out,” you say grabbing my hand, and pulling me in the direction of my house.
I’m not sure what just happened, but my fairytale might have a happy ending after all.
“Andy,” you say, your face breaking out in a wide grin.
“What are you doing here?”
“I figured it was time I stopped running,” you say, looking deep into my eyes.
“From what?” I ask.
“From you, from the truth, from love,” you say stepping closer with each word. You take my face in your cold hands, and lean forward. “From this,” you whisper against my lips before kissing me gently.
It’s like fireworks behind my eyelids. This isn’t our first kiss, but it’s so different from last time. Last time it was rushed, and hungry. Now it’s soft, and slow. It’s like no other kiss I’ve ever felt before. I bring my hands up to grab the collar of your jacket, and pull you closer to me. Everything I’ve been trying to forget came rushing back.
“I love you,” you say when you pull away.
“I love you too,” I reply, just as breathless.
“Come on, we should head home. It’s cold out,” you say grabbing my hand, and pulling me in the direction of my house.
I’m not sure what just happened, but my fairytale might have a happy ending after all.