Hidden love

This time, I didn’t close my eyes. Not even in the face of imminent death, for they were on the face of the one man I didn’t want to ever let go of. His eyes too didn’t leave mine for a second, his boyish smile still adorning his face even as the world turned black. In this complete and utter darkness, I did not fight my feelings anymore.

My hands rose of their own accord to his shoulders, his neck, and eventually his face, which was still turned to me.

I drew a ragged breath and stretched my body against his broader frame until my lips found his.

We let our mouths and tongues tell the tale of our days, of our longing and the feelings that we both shared deep down.

His arm tightened around my waist, drawing me nearer, while my hands encircled his neck so that I could pull myself deeper into his embrace.

I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in his arms for all eternity.