Autumn
Silence fills the room as we lay in my bed, neither of us are asleep but neither of us wants the talk that's about to come. His head lays on my stomach while I play in his hair, I know he loves when I do this, and I love it also.
Staring out of the window I can hear the ocean and the rain. These few rainy days have not been the best and then at the end of the day we always find each other, back to square one how we left.
I never want to move from this spot, this room. It feels as if we're cut off from the world and time has stopped, I wish it could stop maybe then my heart can rest. Deciding I can't ponder on the what if's I speak up first.
"We need to talk Xzavier" my hands remain in his hair scratching his scalp.
"I know"
"How are we going to do this Xzavier?
