Originally posted by: -CromulentHaze-
-Euphoric Kisses-
The cold arctic air whistled it’s song as it echoed outside of the transparent glass frame. She stood with her back pressed against the wooden door frame allowing it to support her weight. She couldn’t help the pink hue, that had begun to overtake the natural colour of what used to be her skin tone. Her mind was still reeling from the sensations and emotions that had evoked in her during that moment. She could still feel the way his lips had moved against hers making her moan in ecstasy. She had heard stories from her friends about their first kiss, but for her the kiss she had shared with him was nothing in comparison.
-Falsity-
It was wrong. I knew it was. I knew it was a playing with fire move but I still did it. I told my wife I could no longer function. That I couldn’t go with her to visit her mother. That the germs that I had inhaled were destroying my anatomy. I knew it was wrong to fake an illness. I knew I would face the repercussions later when she arrived home, but the hockey game was more important.
I think you should start writing a book with short stories. You've got all the skills for a great writer. Euphoric kisses reminded me of 13 reasons why🤣 Loved it. its so beautifully written❤️ Keep writing more and I'm waiting for a sequel of mine 🤣
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