Day by day, I memorized how his kiss felt on different parts of my body. How his lips would set me on fire only for his hands to brought me back to life with their firm grip. And it all reminded me why I did not want it to end, how much I did not want to let go off those moments.
To steal these moments, I did everything I can. All the time I spent in library, searching for a book to pass my time, I stopped doing it. All those times, I forced myself to sit through an extra classis, I stopped doing that too. I stopped trying to stay ahead of the teachers and in the classes, I stopped trying to put myself through t*****e to be someone, I wasn't.
I did not want to be perfect student. I did not want to feel older than my own age. I did not want to play a character that my family had carved ou
