Lukewarm breath,silky and wet skin, long kisses and soft touches.
This is what I remember from our time in high school. To when I met you staring at me across the cafeteria to when the world revolved around us and all we could think about was each other.
I Notes passed through the classroom at the back where we use to whisper sweet nothings to one another, a soft laughter escaping those soft pink waves and the words that left them were the tide and I was the sand pulling me in close and clashing with mine.
Your life mixing with mine, your dreams fighting with time, and on that final day when our caps were raised high in the air and tossed up so high in the blistering sunlight, blinded I couldn't see where it would land...
Falling in the grass my hand reached out to grab it, finding another hand I look up to see it's owner, those pretty brown eyes staring back into mine...cap completely forgotten—how I longed to stay in the slow stare for the rest of my life.
But how was I supposed to see that our young love so strong and fierce would be broken by silence?
You left me, and I forgot you...or at least tried but as I grew older and my thoughts became reality I was consumed by my own succession I had no time for love. I miss you. And my heart tells me you as well.
When can we meet again?
(( hi I'm not new to this actually I wrote a book called " crimson mahogany " but yk lost my phone so I created a new account anyway thanks for reading I'll be sure to update as soon as possible bye lovelies )) ❤️🧡💛💚💙💜
