♥ would you destroy something beautiful in order to make it perfect?
You Didn't
Even Kiss Me Goodbye
I
replay our last day together over and over at least six billion
times a day.
We had been back together for four days after three weeks of not
speaking. You just got out of football and I was in the band
room, practicing my trombone. You texted me, asking where I was
and you waited for me outside. Then you saw me, jumped up, and
followed me to our place. I like to call it our place because it
was the only place we’d ever go together. The only place no
one would see us. I ignored my gut feeling and we continued
walking. You put your arm around me, something you never do, and
began whispering sweet things into my ear. The roughness in your
voice alone gave me chills. We got to the park and I stopped by
the swings, you grabbed my wrist, turned me around to face you,
and got real close to my face. “I can’t walk any
further without kissing you.” You whispered and softly
grazed my lips with yours. I nearly melted before i spun back
around and continued walking to the furthest tree in the corner,
the most private. You caught up and we held hands the rest of the
way, something else we never did. When we got there, you lay down
with one arm stretched to the side of you, your right; I took it
as an invitation and gently put my head on it. You kissed my
forehead.. once.. twice.. then moved down to my lips. You rolled
your arm out from under me and traced the top of my jeans with
it, balancing my chin with your other. Your hand moved to my
thigh and you wrapped my leg over yours. We kissed, really
kissed, before I pulled away and you mumbled how much you missed
my kisses. I couldn’t have agreed more. I was nervous, so
nervous, and I could hardly respond to anything you said. All I
could think about was you and our future together. When our pecks
started turning into real kisses, you got up and I followed you
into the restroom, something that had become a weekly routine for
us. This time it seemed different, though. I shrugged off the
feelings with the excuse that it was just because we hadn’t
seen each other for a while. Once inside, you kept putting your
arms around my waist and just standing there pressing your
forehead against mine staring into my
eyes. It felt like time was standing still and you don’t
know this, but, i tried to pause that moment. I thought maybe if
i focused hard enough, everything would freeze and we could be
stuck in that moment forever. Then you stopped kissing me and
when I looked into your eyes, they trailed off to your pocket.
You were slowly pulling something out. I looked back at you and
you smiled my favorite crooked smile before quickly shoving it
back into your pocket. I let things take their course without
protest and before I knew it, I was on my back on the floor in a
public restroom behind our high school. You wouldn’t even
look me in the eyes. The whole experience lasted about two
minutes before you got up and began putting your clothes back on.
You still didn’t look at me. I mimicked your actions and
did the same, still speechless. We walked out together and sat at
a picnic table. You had just taken my virginity and you
wouldn’t even sit on the same bench as me. I had no idea
what to say, no words could express how I felt. I stayed silent,
and you got mad and left. I called after you but when you turned
around, nothing could come out, my voice had completely stopped
working, and you stormed off again. I stood there unable to move
and watched you walk away. You continued walking and didn’t
even look back. I walked passed you with tears in my eyes and
there was still no sign of my existence. I kept walking and
walking and walking until I collapsed and couldn’t stop
crying. I ended up back at the park and went into the bathroom
where an hour and a half before, I had given myself to you. When
enough thoughts had gone through my head, I went home and waited
all night for a call that never came.
♥