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Krusty Aranda Mar 2015
Hello, Alex. You look so good today. Like you did yesterday. Your smile is still as cute, and your eyes as shiny and hipnotizing. I want a hug now, and many kisses later. It's a demand.

She wrote these words in my notebook, in the middle of class.
I smiled and looked at her.
Sent her a kiss.
She blushed.

Next class we sat next to each other.
She was tired; stayed up late doing homework.
She would rest her head on my shoulder, and hold my hand.
I could feel the *butterflies
in my stomach, and my heart racing.

After school we both went to her house.
She put on her pijamas, and got into bed.
I layed next to her, holding her in my arms.
She looked so calm and pretty.
I started giving her little kisses on her cheek, on her forehead, on her neck, on her lips.

Oh, her sweet lips!
She gives the most sweetest, tender and loving kisses I've ever had.
Her kisses are full of passion and care.

I could hardly breathe.
She has the ability to make me lose my breath.
My heart was racing, and she could feel it.
We kissed and held each other tight, marveled at how our bodies fit perfectly with one another.

My hands found their way under her blouse, drawing her slim silhouette with my fingertips.
Running down her chest to her stomach.
From her hips to her thighs.
Her skin was so soft it felt like velvet under my fingers.
She started doing the same to me.
Her fingers traced a distinct line going from my chest to my belt, and further below.

Her lips were still upon mine.
My breath still missing.

Her top was off.
My shirt also gone.
Her arms around me.
My arms around her.

Hands going under the clothes.
Heavy breathing.
Muffled moaning.
No more clothes.

Her body couldn't be any more perfect than it already is.
I was lost kissing her tasty neck, biting slightly, while I grasped her small, perky *******.
Her skin was so warm and cozy.
I couldn't get enough of her.

Me touching her.
Her touching me.
My breath was nowhere to be found.
I felt ecstatic.
I was in heaven.

After all was done, we both laid there, right next to each other.
She was still in my arms as we both tried to catch our breaths back.
We looked at each other in the eyes.
We smiled at each other and kissed one more time.

*I could've died in that moment.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2015
Nothing has gone wrong,
yet my mind won't let me live.
I'm living in fear.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2015
Off
I would be so much happier
if I could turn my mind off.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2015
You're too ******* much.

Why do you keep saying that? What do you mean?

I mean I can't get enough of you.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2015
Please,
don't let me go to sleep
because every time I wake up
I think of her.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2015
My eyes are swimming in a sea of words, reading vaguely. My mind is not in the book.
I just gaze a little bit over the book, and there she is, focused on doing some homework.
Her eyes fixed on the computer screen.
Her slender fingers type tiredlessly, but with a distinctive cadence.

She's so pretty.
So nice.

I hide a smile behind the book that covers my face.
She hasn't seen me yet, but every time I look at her, I feel how I can just smile forever.
This silly smile I lost long time ago.
It is back.
It is back because of her.

I just hope this smile is here to stay.
Krusty Aranda Mar 2015
Love me. Love me!
Why won't you love me?
I bought you flowers.
I gave you that what you asked for, and more.
I gave you my life. Put it in your hands.
Why would you shatter it?

Fine!
I don't need you.
Someone else will love me.


Will you love me? Please, love me.
Why won't anyone love me?
What is wrong with me?
Is it the way I dress? My ugly smile?
My tearful eyes? My loneliness?

Please, love me.
I need your love.
I need love.
I need...

*I need.
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