Here I am waiting in front of Mr. Sir's apartment on Lake View street. The apartment was nothing fancy, it was two bed and one bath, nothing fancy just modern and up to date. I’ve been in there a couple of times. The living room was homey. And guy-ish, no surprise there right? It’s a nice neighborhood in the daylight, but at night in a middle of a rainstorm like tonight, it looked scary. The times that we were in there together kissing and touching flashed back in my head like a little tease clip. I shook inside. I’m staring at his perfection through the window. It was him. He smiled at me and waved his hand, with no idea was I was about to do, he looked pretty happy. I know this will be the hardest thing I’ll ever have to do. This is unfathomable. I had to end this. Right? Well it feels like the right thing to do. Is it? Instead of doing something that he might think that was peculiar of my actions, I waved, smiling back. He disappears from the window seen and appears at the door looking at me with curiosity. “Hey, what are you doing here? You weren’t supposed to come back for another month.” He didn’t look disappointed or anything of that sort. More surprised that curious. He walked off the porch and on to the sidewalk towards me. Just the look of him glowing in the street lamp mad me quiver. No. I couldn’t do it. I wanted him, maybe not now or I don’t know whenever but I knew I wanted him. I want him. I walked up to him meeting him half way and I kissed him lips. Oh, his perfectly chiseled lips, and his green bright eyes had a way of making you tingle inside. But was it only lust? His warm wet tongue met mine. His hand made its way down to the small of my back, pressing me closer to him. I didn’t refuse. “I know… I just couldn’t… leave you..” I said in between the kisses. He pulled away, looking at me puzzled. That part was true. “You never left.” He said. Then he kissed me some more. He held me close to him for minuets. Then I breathed into his shirt on his chest, then out, the deep smell of him made me miss him even more. I reached up for another kiss then I couldn’t taste him anymore. It was only the dirt field raindrops lingering in my mouth. I wonder if he noticed. I gently pushed him back to his door with my body still holding him. We needed to get out of this rain. He didn’t understand the message, instead he grabbed my hand and demanded we talk. There was no thought about it.. I guess we did.
He lead me inside. It still looked the same and its homey comfort still remained inside. Inside the room glowed golden with the lamp in corner on top of an end table. Along the mocha brown couch beside it. In front of the couch was a glass and wood coffee table matching the end table with nothing but a radio and a phone resting on top. No television. We were never up to watch any sort of television. We just weren’t into it. To the left of the living room was the tiny kitchen made up of the regular appliances and wooden cabinets. And enough room for a little dinner table and two chair. In the back there continued the regular size bathroom and the two bedrooms, one queen and the other small.
A warm sensation started to flowed over my body, like sun warmth rays cover over your body when your laying on the beach or sitting on the porch. That feeling was his mind… What do I say.. is it time yet? But I already told her we needed to talk.. What do I do now? Crap! My pocket is burning! I looked at his pockets but didn’t find anything unusual besides a little ruffle in them, like usual. He didn’t notice me; he looked puzzled staring at his converse he always wore.
UNFINISHED..
