Timeflow

It begins with a mere touch. Her lips touch yours, two bodies connect. Time stops. There's nothing else. The whole world goes silent, your blood is boiling in your veins. A pulsing sound, a heartbeat. There's no way she wouldn't hear that, you are pretty sure about that. You feel your hot blood pulsing all over your body, even in your fingertips. It goes on. Her kisses become more passionate. Ferocious. "It's not love. It's just a passion. It's just one time. This feeling won't last", you're trying to convince yourself, to control the world inside you. "I can't fall in love, not now and not with her."

As it stops, you realise you have no idea how much time has passed. Time is back on it's routine, but everything seems so slow now. As you lay next to each other, you take a deep breath. Time stops again. You know that smell. It's the same perfume like three years ago, when you met her for the first time. She didn't change a bit. The way she talks, how she laughs, the way she kissed you. Nothing changed. "Well.. Fuck.. This sure wasn't just a kiss.", you think to yourself, hoping you are wrong, while heaven and hell collide within your head.

Things haven't been quite the same ever since. Days just pass by, sometimes they feel kind of empty, sometimes they are quite okay. You try not to think about her, and you happen to be mostly successful during the day. But in the end of the day, it's all about her.