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the beach waves were merciless, breaking into white foam flooding the shore. yet they were so enthralling. the palpitating pulse of the sea was oozing to your ears.
salt air, incarnating your exhilaration and freedom. the shore breezes on your face lightly like an invisible feather. the sunset embraces the crisp and glory that the sensation provides.
the colors swirl, colliding with each other. the sunset was captivating to gaze at. before you know it, you’re already lost in the memory.
august slipped away into a moment of time,
‘cause it was never yours.
the secrecy was thrilling, filling your soul with immortality. the feeling was purity but sinning as your skin comes in contact with his. his touches would always linger on your skin, in fact, they seemed to imprint your body as a whole. you never want to let go.
he had sit across from you in supper. the brisk glances were as if you two were having a silent conversation. your leg trailing against his under the table, as your facial expression was neutral and full of innocence.
as if you weren’t the one aching for more.
you always did.
moments after, your hand is jointed with his. the heat of your palms together are sensible like the sun settling. whispers invading the bare hallway, as you both stagger down the hall to your room. opening the rust on your door, you never needed anything more.
“are you sure?” jean whispered, his heavily breathing against your ear. his eyes are with concern and in question. he had no disturbance about the major risk he was about to take, at that moment.
“never have i ever before.” the adrenaline flows through your veins.
once the door latches, your lips are on his. jean caresses your soft angelic cheeks while he passionately kisses you. it was as if he was eager for your touch as much as you wanted his. you wrapped your arms around his neck, never wanting to let go. your back was leaned against the door, tasting the red wine he had drank from earlier.
august sipped away like a bottle of wine.
he motioned for you to jump, which you obliged, wrapping your legs against his waist while he gripped your hips tightly. he brought you to the sizeable bed, allowing him to pin you against the mattress. he towered over you, sensing his long slender hands scattered all over your body.
you stared at his caramel filled eyes, the way they looked pure while executing a sin.
“can i?” jean questioned, asking whether or not you two could move further on. his face was to yours, the tension felt heavier than the salt air you’ve breathed in. it was as if nothing in this world mattered besides you two.
“yes,” as he went in to kiss you right away like there was no tomorrow. you kissed him back, biting his lip harmlessly, resulting in him hissing. his tongue tapped against your plump lips, you allowed him to slip in tongue.
his kisses will always be temporary though.
your hands went over to his nape, gripping on the ends of his soft ash-brown mullet like it will be the last time you’ll ever touch him like this.
this was going to be your guys first night together. it was morally wrong, he should be doing this course of action with his significant partner. but you finally had him. for once.
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the sun has awaken, the rays lurking through the curtains. you had woke up, realizing what you two had done. you looked around to see you both were twisted in the bedsheets. jean’s back was beneath the sun. almost looked heavenly.
you recall the moans and your sweaty bodies together from what occurred last night.
you could definitely wake up to this everyday.
I remember thinkin' I had you
that is where it all started. his room. it became a daily routine, sneaking around and hiding from others. no one suspected a single thing from the both of you.
he was the one to initiate the acts. you were his little secret. no one else’s.
he would call you and ask you to meet up at the mall. you two would have casual ‘dates’, going to places far from town. you were so close to becoming his. you had one issue that was in the way of that fantasy, which was his girlfriend.
jean would lie to her whenever you guys were hanging out. you both knew it was wrong. you both were stuck on lust and the pleasure of it all to realize.
you didn’t mind about being his little secret, because you were too caught up about the fantasy of being his only. although, deep down, you wish you were more than just a secret. you wanted him to show you off to the world. but that was impossible.
you never told anyone about your affair with jean. you didn’t want to risk whatever you two had. love, which is what you thought you both had.
you waited and hoped he would give you a call. you would even cancel your plans just in case he’d call. but that was when you were living for the hope of it all.
it all ended as soon as she found out. jean never tried to contact you after she did. you were the sacrifice of the secret. you were the boulder that separated him and the love of his life.
you thought he had realized you were the love of his life this entire time. he never did though. it was a simplicity of unrequited love at the end.
he was the one that got away. you were left in the dry sand, with the waves roaring. there was no longer a breathtaking sunset to gaze at. all what was left was you and the salt air.
it was gone as soon as august was over. you both didn’t have a secret to keep anymore. he will never come back to you because, he was never yours in the first place.
so long for the hope of it all.