Unacknowledged

Everybody has secrets of their own. Small, big, they all matter. And the more you hide them the more they want to get away from your system unfolding the real you to the world.

Let me tell you a story and I want you to judge me after hearing it. You can tell me anything, as long as it’s what you think, not because you are really a judgmental person.

Listen.

It’s still so vividly clear in my memory when I ended up kissing this boy so passionately. It was so intense I’ve fallen that instant from the bottom of my hunger. It was his soft lips, his warm saliva, and his intensions were the things that pushed me through.

He held both of my hands then started kissing my neck. I could feel the heat of his breath touching my skin. I could feel the warmth of his lips caressing my flesh there. I could feel his intention burning right in front of me and it was so red hot it ignited mine sleeping deep within me. He got it awaken–that power I have in me.

So it was at this time when I pinned both of his hands up above the wall over his head then started feasting his neck too. I kissed and sniffed his flesh there. Then, while my nose enjoys his smell there my right hand began to crawl inside his white t-shirt; from the bottom going up.