Laying on that bed, exploring further and further into one another, enjoying every second. I expose a weakness through simple pleasure, with every gasp, shiver, and breath. Nothing else in the world matters, but you.
I’m sorry. So sorry that I don’t have the courage to tell you the things I want to tell you. That I’m too afraid to open up and let my guard down and possibly be judged. There are so many things that I want to tell you, that I just don’t know how too.
And I can justly say that now, whenever we are alone, we will never, not explore.