what we want it to be

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Gay and Lesbian  |  House: Booksie Classic
i just wrote this as a intro to what i write about this isnt going to be perfect so sorry for all the mistakes okay. its sample of how i write off the top of my head. its super short haha sorry about that too.

Submitted: February 18, 2010

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Two years, two years have past since I last saw her. The sight of her was both terrifying and exciting. Didn't think she would remember me. I stared from across the room, trying not to make it so obvious. She calls my name "Sherrie is that you?" turning my head fully towards her, that unconfident smile I put on whenever I know there's going to be an awkward moment. "Hi! Yes, it's me. How have you been?" How could she just look me in my eyes, after all those nights we spent laying down on the hammock, just watching the moon, talking about nothing and holding her in my arms; other nights she did anything and everything to get her fix. I couldn't process it, she was standing right here in front of me and all I could think about was us and how things were.

"Oh, you know, getting my life together" She had said it a million times, and even on the millionth and first I believed her. "Really?" I ask. "Well... looking" I thought maybe she was really trying this time. "That's good" was all I had to say.

Things carried on, we spoke nothing of our past, jib jabbering about nothing, like we always did before. I couldn't help but feel it again, the way she made me feel; the whole reason I could lover her. Was I weak; was I still in love with her? Even after I though I had let her go. She sits there on the couch; an arms length away, all I had to do was reach over and grab her, pull her to me and kiss her. I felt the blood rushing to my brain-too weak not to give in "You wann-" She looks past me and waves "Hi this is Trish" It became clear once they kissed, I would never have her again.


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