You gave me those red marks before I can even speak.

"I love you," you said with your voice told me that you could not breathe properly. My spine brushed the bed while I pushed your body against mine.
"I love you too," I said. Mesmerised because of you. Nervous before my hand grab the sheets, holding the lust that come through me.

It was that Monday evening.
With you, with lust, with love.
Alone.