Currently still in high school. I'm not a writer or anything, just trying to express myself :)
07:00am. Still hadn't slept. Champagne breath Smokey hair Drunken eyes Lovers thoughts. Walking up the stairs, holding hands- him leading the way, she secretly pinched the top of her thigh.
The flame inside me has burnt. Burned itself. Now all that remain are the ashes of what I was, my feelings, my memories. Your laughter, your love, our link. Our souls have gone against each other.
I remember walking down the courtyard. Blood boiling. Trying to maintain my breathing. Not to mention having no clue to where I was heading. All I knew I was going somewhere.
Windows closed. Blinds drawn. The cat dreaming. The air warm. Two out of five bulbs working. The clock ticking. The fridge rumbling. My breathing normal. My stomach quiet. My mind working.
Water droplets drip down her naked body, crashing to the ground. The warm air surrounding her perfect structure thickening by every breath she makes.
At the end of the road you stand. Certain of where your going, and sure of how you are going to get there. A rhythm travels down the road, loud and strong-your heartbeat; echoing.
How much can you give up for someone. Or how far and how long are you willing to go for that someone. Is it stupid and childish of me to feel like this. Or to do what I'm doing. Yes, it is.
At the depth of my desire stands your heart -in great posture, strong and alive.