I closed my eyes as his hands snake around my waist. I shiver at the connection. I shiver as his cold, yet soft fingertips gently press against my hips. It sends shivers down my spine. I shiver as his hands move from my waist to my face not forgetting to stroke every surface and crease on my upper body. His hands reach my face, he sticks out a finger and starts to trace every line, crease, and surface on my face, starting at my forehead as he slowly and gently makes his way to my lips as I do the same. We make it down to each others lips for the second time. We hold our fingertips on the center of our bottom lips. We slowly drop them as we stare deeply into each others eyes. We both look from our eyes to our lips. Not wanting to wait any longer, I connected our lips into a sweet and passionate kiss. Our lips attack each other hungrily, like it was the last time. I close my eyes wanting to savour this moment, to savour this kiss. I can taste his lips. They taste like Vodka and Cigarettes. Two things he makes taste so very good. I keep my eyes closed not wanting to open them. Afraid that if I did, he would disappear. I inhale the scent and taste of Vodka and Cigarettes. But then... I opened my eyes. And as I did, he let go and whispered softly "I'm sorry, I love you". And once my eyes were finally open... he was gone. I felt the warmth leave my body. I became cold, and alone. I hug my waist hoping to find the warmth again. But I didn't. My hands moved to my lips. I touch them, longing to feel his lips again. I lick my lips and taste the Vodka and Cigarettes on my lips, along with tears. I smile at the taste. But the taste is gone as quick as it came, just like him. Tears now replaced the sweet taste, washing it away. I close my eyes and inhale, wanting to taste him on my breath, wanting to smell him, wanting to breathe him... but it never came. It was gone, just like him. As my eyes are closed, I see flashbacks of him and I smile I dig my face into his pillow and... inhale the scent, the taste I was longing to smell and taste. As I start to drift away, I see the life I once lived and feel empty inside. As I'm seconds away from drifting away, I inhale, and the scent came rushing back, along with the memories and the love. I exhale. I inhale one last time... and taste the last tear on my lips, everything disappears and I see white...
Inhale
