I found her seated on the shore, playing with some pebbles, she sensed me because she stops but doesn’t turn to face me.
I sat beside her reaching for her hand holding in mine. I’m addicted to the sparks between us.
“Why are you avoiding me?”
“I’m not, I need just some ‘me time’ I’m not used to all of this, people around has always been a problem”
I can understand it, for me it has been the same but I can tell there is something more
“I repeat the question, I do not mind to be alone with you, so Why are you avoiding me? And I do not care about the others”
Her eyes tearing up like she is bottling up something more.
“I’m an awful mate.”
“Why do you think so, you are the most amazing person I’ve ever met and you look stunning, your skin, your mismatched eyes, your everything is just p
