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Live Fiction

April 17, 2023
By cataloupe SILVER, Hinesville, Georgia
cataloupe SILVER, Hinesville, Georgia
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Favorite Quote:
“Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?” <br /> ― Albert Camus


All I want is a boy to love me 


His lips are on mine and he tastes like sugar cookies

His fingers glide across my thighs and waist as we find our rhythm together 

We stop periodically to catch our breaths and recognize ourselves in each others eyes 

My nails are running through his hair, and I know he loves it 

I know he loves me


His scent is overwhelming.

Fallen trees in early morning, a piney and spicy aftertone 

It surrounds me as we become one together 


Our hands find each other and I examine him

His eyes are brown, there is gold in them

He looks at me like no one ever has

His hands on mine feel like pieces of a puzzle that were made to find each other 


If I were Achilles, he would be my heel

If he were the devil himself I would choose to die, and walk through the fire and demons of hell to get to him 

If were a god, I would delay all of humanity to get one good look at him

I would kill, die, and sacrifice my life over and over again if it brought a smile to his face 

I pretend there isn’t but damn it there is so much love in my heart and I think he’s the one who unlocked it 

I would will do anything for him.

He feels the same way


And then I wake up into the hell that is my pathetic, lonely, loveless reality.



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