Theodore's POV.
Ignore it!
Forget it!
Let it not get to you!
I was chanting these words in my head while my mind relentlessly kept on going over the event.
Should it not listen to me and ease my troubles?
I could still feel her touch, her voice and strangely her eyes.
But how is that possible? I don't even know what they look like!
Taking a deep breath for the last time, I willed myself to forget.
This is the price I am paying for my self-imposed celibacy but how am I supposed to make love to someone I can't see, I have never seen and even worse, how is she, whoever I choose supposed to make love to somebody that can't see her, can never and have never appreciated her, can never pick a favourite part of her, someone that would probably need a hand to locate her lips?
Infact, it
