this story has no relation to my own life.
Emotions
It's morning; sometime before noon. I can hear the birds chirping outside of my window, and i am blinded by the bright light of the warm morning. The wind blows, through the wind chimes on someones porch. It blows on and into my window, that moves the ivory curtain. The soft lilac sent comes in through the window; through each movement of the curtain.
I turn over, waiting to be disappointed by the fact that last night was a fragment of my imagination. I see the bed sheets tangled up in each other around my feet. Then I see what I'm waiting for; I see him, lying next to me. His body, is god-like and smooth, the muscles are ripped and bare, hidden under a white sheet. It almost doesn't feel real, I close my eyes, and after a moment I re-open them. I see his head perched perfectly on the pillow, his face is calm, and collected. His brown eyes are an abyss of emotions, but his mousy, brown hair is out of place.
I want to know what he is thinking about, why he stayed, I want to know everything.
As I stare into his eyes, he moves his hand under my chin, and gently rubs my cheek. Shivers run down my spine, as shocks come off his skin.
He parts his perfect lips, and asks, " What are you thinking about?"
His breath came over me; his breath was sweet.
It was hard for me to speak at this point; I was overwhelmed by emotions. I didn't want to tell him that I was afraid that he wouldn't be there this morning, with no evidence of what happened.
I opened my mouth, and struggled with what to say, all that came out of my mouth was "You stayed,"
He grinned, pulling my face in towards his until our lips touched; it was a tender but passionate kiss.
After a long moment, he stopped, and pulled away, and said "I wouldn't leave you, I gave you my heart, I love you Hayley! If I did that I would be a fool!"
Tears welled in my eyes, a smile appeared on my face; I didn't know what to say. I knew I felt the same way, "I love you, too!" I said.
He took a hold of me, in an embrace. That moment, together, began the rest of our lives.
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