![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I lean my head back and close my eyes, attempting to figure out where I went right in my life to deserve her. I walk a few feet until I reach the edge of her house, then I lean against it and slide down to the ground. I stand up, back away from her and climb out her window without a word. I begin to ease off her bed and a silent thank you flashes in her eyes. I nod, silently answering the question I don’t want her to have to ask. She doesn’t even have to ask me to leave, because I know that’s what I need to do. And I’m afraid if I don’t get up and walk away, I’ll let her. It’s almost as if she’s torn between the girl she used to be and the girl she is now and she’s afraid if I try to kiss her again, she’ll cave. I can tell by the way she’s looking at me that if I tried to kiss her again, she’d let me. I’ve never believed in anything like I believe in the possibility of the two of us. She wants this to work with me as much as I want it to work with her and seeing the look in her eyes right now makes me believe that it will. Neither one of us is even remotely prepared for it, but I know we both want it. Whatever this is between us, neither one of us was searching for it. I can see on her face and in the way she’s looking at me that she’s just as scared as I am. ![]() She’s afraid of what might happen between us. My eyes scroll over her features, taking in her nervous demeanor. I lift my hand and stroke her cheek reassuringly. She looks both regretful and embarrassed that she suddenly asked me to stop. ![]()
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