I caught up just outside the bushes
the led back out to our lives.
“Slitch!” my voice rang out more
desperately than I’d meant it to.
I see her stop and I take that moment
to finally fill in the gap between us.
“What do you want?” She asks quietly;
slivers of ice edging her words.
I shove aside all of the screaming
thoughts begging for me to retreat.
Going against what I’ve always been
known for; hiding, whispering, turning away…
I turned her around, swept the hair
from her face, and kissed her.
I half expected her to push me away.
She didn’t.
Instead I felt her hands wrap around
me and pull me further into our kiss.
Draping my arms around her, I held her
close, trying my best to make the kiss last forever.
I felt her pull away.
“I was jealous.”
Pressing my forehead to hers, I
replied “You don’t need to be.”
My eyes locked onto hers.
“I care for you more than I ever could
for him.”
Those words.
They escaped my lips so easily.
I believed them so thoroughly.
I saw a tear slip down her face and I
kiss it away before it could go any further.
“Be mine?”
The tears that I held in bondage
finally began to seep through.
“I was going to ask you that.” I laugh
slightly and lastly I see her smile.
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