GoldDust

Smells of foreign fires put out with murky sad while a partially full moon rang high. "Go strongly," she whispered, full face reflecting in the waves. soothing sand washing over burning fingers and abuse that's unaccounted.

Somewhere in the back of my mind i'm remembering that he forgot to say he loves me. Forgot. Mistake. don't worry, it was made nonetheless.

and arm around her neck and she's dying for it. To have him pull her close, close, lying on the sand. To have his full body wrapped around hers. to feel her face against his.

She doesn't think of kissing him. can't imagine it.

isn't ready for that sort of thing yet.

The drive home more silent, goodbye is strained, his eyes are flirtatious and in the mirror later in teh night she'll realize how much of a cat she plays.

Frightened she nuzzles him. "just comforted." he says. walks away. It wasn't her he was petting.