Some love stories unfold gradually, simmering like embers. Others burst into flames instantly, searing and leaving an indelible mark on your soul before you even take your first breath. There’s no escape from it. That’s how I’d characterize our journey.
The world around me became a blur, leaving only his lips, his touch… The pursuit and the intensity between us grew into an obsession. Our nights together served as a refuge, a distraction we craved to the point of ignoring the crumbling world around us. We should have been more attentive; we should have seen this coming.
We both understood it couldn’t endure, but that didn’t alter our deepest desires.
All we yearned for was each other…
