What Becomes Of Us (An Anthology)

I Loved Her First - 8

Richt

I kissed her.

I kissed her with all the love and passion that filled my whole being.

I kissed her with all the yearning that imploded in my heart.

I kissed her with all the hope that I had left.

I kissed her.

Laying it all out there.

Drawing the last straw.

Knowing that after all the words that have been said, all the apologies done, all the explanations made, it was the only thing left for me to do.

I kissed her although I was fully aware that if she rejects me, if she pushes me away, if she leaves me this time, that would be it.

We would really be over.

I kissed her and I waited.

Waited for her to kiss me back.

Waited for her to pull away.

Waited for her to hit me.

Waited for her to do something... anything but just stand there motionless in my arms.

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Maia

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