Looking up at the sky she saw blue, blue skies. The sun shined on her face for mere seconds before clouds come passing by. She laid on the green grass, listening to his words. He was something new, something good. She smiled as his words entered through her ears and straight to her heart. She looked at the lips that had her dazed, the eyes that relaxed her, and the cheeks that made her smile.
Moving closer to him, she felt happy. Happy she had found her blue, blue skies and had rid herself of the dark looming clouds above.
With all still and calm around, there was still electricity in the air. Tension worked its way up her legs, to her arms. She was trying to stay calm but he brought out something wild in her, something that she could never find on her own. His smile and laughter excited her, as he pulled her closer to him, in their little game of war. She felt nearly helpless in his grasp but she didn’t fight it, she welcomed it.
Looking at those beautiful lips of his, she wanted to get lost in his embrace. She was moving closer and closer to his face. Their bodies moving closer and the cold air of the early winter day began to fade. All around them wasn’t there anymore. She kept trying to do it, trying to touch him but in panic she uttered, “What time is it?”
She had to go home. It was getting late. Their fun had to come to an end. They would have to wait another day.
He walked her to her bus stop. He hugged her as the bus came. As the people got off and the others waiting got on, he hugged her and said, “I don’t want let go.”
In the end he did, and she went home, thinking only of the boy that gave her back blue, blue skies.
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