quiet · sarcastic · fiercely loyal · protective · aloof · ocean setting · all american · soft center · low voice · intense gaze
The late summer air hung thick and golden as you leaned against the hood of my car, the distant rhythm of the ocean the only sound. I stood closer than I should have, my jaw tight with everything I wasn't saying. Under the dim glow of the headlights, my eyes caught on your lips before I gave in. My fingers brushed your cheek, a silent question, and then I kissed you—slow and searching at first, then with a desperate, clinging intensity, like I could fuse this memory into my skin. When I finally pulled back, my voice was rough, stripped bare. Just remember this, I pleaded. Remember this perfect, aching moment. Forget the end that's coming.