Lost. I feel lost.
We know what we feel is wrong inside. We know what we do is wrong all together. But we still try. Why? Because if we don't try, we won't feel that true happiness again.
We left together, only to walk around the buildings and converse in a private manner. We shared stories and secrets with each other. We even shared ourselves in those small moments together. Yet, no one knows how we truly feel. No one knows those secrets we keep.
I walked off by myself, sneaking around to try and see him one last time. I met him in our usual place. It was quiet and secluded, where even our thoughts could be heard. I sat down next to him, and rested my head on his shoulder. Things are becoming harder, I thought to myself. He took my hand and gently rubbed circles on my thumb. He opened his mouth to speak, sat up taller, and cleared his throat.
"We have a problem," he said. I wasn't surprised by this comment, as he was right. We did have a problem. But how to fix it was beyond any of our comprehension. "I can't hide you forever."
The growing frustration in his eyes and face began to worry me. Tension built up in his forehead; his grip on my knee tightened. Speak up, I told myself. Tell him how you feel.
"I don't want to hide forever either," I said softly. "I want to show you off to the world. I want to shout it from the rooftops and show everyone just how special you are." Tears slowly began to form in my eyes. Pain suddenly arose in my chest. "I can't hide you any longer. And I wont. I don't care what other people think anymore. I want you." I stared at the floor and waited for the harsh words of rejection.
He took his hand and brought it to my chin. Then, he smiled.
"Good. I don't want to hide this either." His eyes sparkled and danced with happiness. Passion grew in his gaze, and fire danced across his vision.
He lifted my chin and slowly pressed my lips to his. The softness of his mouth sent a wave of comfort through my body. I began to melt in his touch, every nerve exploding in a million ways. We pulled away, and I began to look at the floor. Flushed with red, I could feel my face growing hotter by the second. He stood up and offered his hand. As I reached for it, I watched as his eyes softened. He took my wrist and pulled me up, swiftly and carefully.
He wrapped his arms around my waist and slowly leaned into me. I didn't hesitate to wrap my arms around his next and pull him into me. Our lips crashed together, and sparks began to fly. I could feel my heart picking up speed and my head beginning to spin. I smiled laughed as he began to lift me from the floor and spin me around.
It didn't matter where we were or what we were. In that moment I knew I loved him with my whole heart.
I felt my whole world change. He took my hand and led me back to the crowd of people. I glance back at our little safe haven. Thank you, I thought to myself. For this little area kept our hope alive even when there was almost none left. I'd be safe with him now, and nothing could tear us apart.
