Her hair falls upon her shoulders gentler than the soothing waves of the ocean on a midsummer's evening.
Her eyes shine so bright as she looks back to me with a grin, oh her smile. Brings me back to times where I thought everything was alright in this world.
The dimples on her cheeks are just inviting my lips to them and my hands to her hips. She walks to me with such grace like a ballerina.
We meet and our lips graze each other, she bites her lower lip inviting me to her. I lean in for a kiss and get lost in her face.
We kiss repeatedly as we fall onto the couch with her on top of me.
I look up to her and for a split second I see nothing but a skull in the place of her beautiful face.
I blink it away and get my focus back to her.
She asks what’s wrong in a distorted voice and I hit my head, getting those images out, pushing them deeper.
She separates her lips and roaches crawl out and down her face onto me. I scream and fall off the couch swatting the insects away.
I look up to where she still lays and see my beautiful girl once again. I get up, apologizing for my moment, blaming it on exhaustion and laying down with her again.
I feel a sharp pain on my wrists and flinch, closing my eyes shut, and when I open them I am bleeding out on the floor of my parents room.