She was crying again,
her sobs echoing through the
halls.
Suddenly she was in my arms,
and I couldn't help but
tilt her head up. My eyes
gazing at her quivering
pale lips.
Our faces got closer and
closer, our lips barely inches
from each other.
My eyes shot open
as I straighten up on my bed.
My breathing was
slightly heavy and my eyes
watery.
My fingertips touched
my lips as I stared
at nothingness.
It was just a dream.
A dumb dream.
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Short Story‣ Book Three in the 'Play' trilogy in which two broken teens move forward into their lives. All rights reserved © 2016 LeiLani Lopez {Highest Ranking: #55//shortstory & #18 rollercoaster} [Cover by @lets-defeat-the-huns] Warning :: If you are read...
