I Am Craving Physical Contact
Is it possible? To forget that moment when he pulls you into his chest, his arm wrapped around your waist? A hand gently taking the hair out of your eyes? The way he stares longingly into your soul, making you feel like you could rule the world?
No, I don't think that's possible. It's hard to imagine that I would ever want to.
He said nothing. He did not tell me he loved me. He did not say I was beautiful. He simply stared at me.
Being me, my lost my breath, and my stomache felt like it was training for the olymplics.
'Don't leave!' I screamed at him without saying a word. I looked up back at him, my lips drew in a slight pout.
He glanced over his other friends, and leaned in to kiss me. I turned my head so his lips landed on my cheek. I was grouchy, but I managed to smile.
Oh, how I miss being held already!
No, I don't think that's possible. It's hard to imagine that I would ever want to.
He said nothing. He did not tell me he loved me. He did not say I was beautiful. He simply stared at me.
Being me, my lost my breath, and my stomache felt like it was training for the olymplics.
'Don't leave!' I screamed at him without saying a word. I looked up back at him, my lips drew in a slight pout.
He glanced over his other friends, and leaned in to kiss me. I turned my head so his lips landed on my cheek. I was grouchy, but I managed to smile.
Oh, how I miss being held already!
By:
MissAlicee
Age:
13-15
,
Female
