jackmcentee

I lay spread out under the covers. My body heat cooks me until I slide a foot out into the open air. I twist and tangle myself, throwing my leg over to completely remove the blanket; trapping it between my legs. I bunch the bulky quilt next to me, embracing it more for comfort than warmth. I close my eyes; remembering a time from years ago when this feeling was a hundred fold, protectively encasing my old lover. The care and affection I gave, the appreciation and wonder I felt from this person next to me. I recall the damp smell of their hair from the shower, the light shining off the curve of their bare shoulder from a light outside our win

Remember the first time I met you? We were only kids then, but I remember it perfectly. You had come into my family's store wearing a wrinkled summer dress; it was purple with white periwinkles. I think I might have been staring at you, but you didn't notice because you were too caught up looking at our miniscule book collection; mostly trashy romance and fantasy novels for people passing through. "We just moved here" your mum had said. It stuck in my head because my heart gave an unexpected leap; something that, at the time, I did not understand. "I heard the school here is fantastic" she continued. It wasn't really the truth, but I am glad