After Dad left, my thoughts were diverted to Irene, the more I tried to subdue the little stunt I pulled where I almost kissed her, I tried to sleep but my sleep has been deprived of me. Each time I closed my eyes her features came to my mind and sweetly afflicted my mind. The more I try to forget this happened, the more it increases the pace of my heart and I can't pull away from it. There's no escape from the irrefutable reality where I want to indulge in the moment I could explore her lips, at least not her eyes but lips. The thought was pleasing enough to think unfortunately left unanswered. I cannot eradicate this from my mind. Unwillingly, it became a source of rapture for me. I never thought a day like this would come where I will be spiritually connected with someone and moreover h
