It was start of March
The beginning of rains
I was on top of him
****
Blankets around my waist
******* exposed
His taste
Still sweet
Inside my cheeks

We were talking
In the midst of it all
We were laughing
And joking
And play fighting

I was in love with him.....

I giggled against his lips
And he pulled the blankets up
Over our heads
Dark and so hot
We could almost lose our breath

He kissed me slow
His fist in my hair
He tugged me up
And then
He whispered in my ear
"I ******* love you"
I let out a sigh
Holding back tears
I wouldn't cry

Instead I pretended
I hadn't heard
Just to hear it again
Sure of his words

He repeated it
Then I begged him shut up
"You don't have to say it"
I felt it
Enough

I didn't want another lie
He looked me in my ******* eyes
"I know I don't have to, but I ******* do"
He said it again
"I ******* love you"

And with that
I let go
And let him catch me
"I ******* love you too"
And that's the memory
Of the night
I can say
I loved most truly
Still actually do
Though now
It's only
As stated above
A memory
Of the night
I fell .... Red

©MV