History is really just... a mirage to me now. Something to be fond of. Something I have forgotten about. Because with every minute I spend with Florian, a part of my life is altered forever. A part of my life is completely lost and replaced with a chip of the woman I become in his arms.
Now we are here, kissing in the rain, the water running down our bodies, the heat in our tongues, the vulnerability peeking in.
Of course, I knew there was something more, but I was slowly starting to not care. I was slowly starting to only be able to look at this man in front of me.
His hand ran down to my waist, and he pulled me closer into him. His heart thumped against mine, and I wrapped my hands around him, leaning up to really feel all of him.
We said nothing to each other, trusting those kiss
