Awkward Silence of Haze

"Have you ever been in love?"

"No." - He responds.

"Do you want me to show you what it's like...?"- I ask.

I remember hearing an aggressive swallow.

I fix my posture to move closer to him as my face leans in close.

He leans in close~

Our foreheads collide while our eyes navigate each other's mouths.

Drawn together,

Our lips meet softly at first, tentative and exploratory. Detecting what each other's mouth can endure. His thumb gently strokes my skin, I liked how he stroked my skin it felt soft like plush, and gentle bees floating and embedding dandelions. I leaned into his palm; my eyelids fluttering closed for a moment as I savored his touch.

As our kiss deepens, so does our passion. Our bodies melded together in perfect harmony as the world around us loosens.

Hands caressed faces as the space between our bodies slowly evaporates. He pulls me closer to him by my hips, indicating an alarm of where this kiss should now become hungrier, more urgent. Lips parted, and tongues intertwined. No words are needed, just the press of lips conveying what could not be expressed in the mere language of true romance.

Time seemed to stand still as we lost ourselves in the intimacy of the moment. The world around us slowly faded, until it was just the two of us...

Until an abrupt cloud showered grey on us...

Just an imaginary cloud... just mine. Not his.

My heart ignores the burden and races in tandem as the kissing continues, an exquisite mingling of desire and longing. Every nerve was alive with sensation as we held each other tight.

I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him even tighter as the kiss strengthens, mouth opening to each other as our passion ignited between us.

Suddenly I'm losing that passion...

That black cloud is still there.

It has bothered my mind. My thoughts are coming back.

The imaginary cloud won't go away...

...

I open my eyes and pull away...

I let out a sigh. "I didn't mean to start this off like how I did, with the temptation and manipulation. I wasn't trying to force you or anything. Sorry..." - I rub my fingers on my bottom lip.

"No, it's fine!"

I bring my knees to my chest for my chin to sit in disbelief.

I think that was a set off for his realisation that I was bothered by guilt. "Hey, no, it's fine... really. It was just the right time, and vibe, it's fine. Don't stress."- He tries to brighten me up from the secret dark cloud showering over my negative thoughts.

I nod regardless.

"I'm not mad at you. Seriously, it's fine."- He scratches the back of his head.

I keep my chin to sit in disbelief, and he sits still until he realises that this is becoming incredibly awkward, he might as well pull his knees to his chest for his chin to sit in disbelief too.

That awakens silence.

That awkward silence of haze~

That awkward silence where I lose my mind for a second.

Not words,

Not emotions,

But a lost little voice...

So silent,

It makes me feel awkward.

No wonder I do not please people~

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