A short story I made. Hopefully, you enjoy this little story.
We were young and wild that night. We were free from all the barriers of society and we loved each other the entire night.
Do you remember that magical night?
That night of love and joy. We got lost in each other’s skin that night. A night in paradise with my night in shining armor. The passion does not compare to anything since then, no lover has matched the passion we had, the love we made.
Since I lost you, I have been unable to find the same passion as we had. The love for one another has been untouched. The flame remains dead and cannot be reignited by anyone,
You died too young. However, I know for sure you are in paradise.
A little short story. Hopefully you enjoy it, my short story writing has been out of practice.
Undone by a Sock
The pounding of my chest makes me realize I am still alive. I used to think that being without you made my heart stop beating, but it kept pounding. I thought I could feel you inside me when my heart beat.
It beats with vengeance now, as it did back then, when you treated me like your adolescent sock. At least that sock will be there with you forever, its cotton warmth encasing your manhood. I am done with you, my days of being your sock are now over.
Waves crash down,
Sea salt spraying my body.
The sun hits my skin,
Slowly burning my dead flesh.
I walk slowly,
Shuffling my feet along the sand.
In search of you,
I got lost.
In search of you, a myth,
I died in the sand.