3 months ago
There was something in his kiss that told me that it would be our last. It would be the last time that we lie in bed together like this, his hand on the smalls of my back, my head resting delicately on his chest, his heartbeat echoing in my right ear. He breathed calmly. I sometimes tried to match my breaths with his. I couldn’t. His tranquility was far from mine.
“Please don’t let this be over,” I bargained with God.
Throughout the night, even when knowing that the end was near, I slept almost ...