We talked today.

We talked today.

It was tense.

It was awkward.

But it was…Perfect.


His eyes.

Her eyes.

That hair.

Those lips.

How were we apart for so long?

How did I live without her?

I stare into his stormy gray eyes.

I gaze into her warm brown eyes.

I see hope.

I see desire.

I don't want this to be the end.

I don't want this to be a one-off.

Can we start again?

Can we pick up from where we left off?

I reach my hand out to his.

My fingers entangle with hers.

A smile forms on his face.

A sigh escapes from her mouth.