a f t e r g r a d u a t i o n
i searched high and low for him, and eventually i found him. i found him at the back of the building, sucking a lit cigarette.
he blew out. the smoke looked like beautiful clouds.
i cleared my throat and he turned in my direction. it took every muster of confidence I had to say those fated words.
"i want you."
the corners of his lip turned up into a smirk/smile. he knew that sex would be the only thing to cure him from his funk-for now at least.