It's been a while since I stop posting, but I guess tonight I just feel like diving into writting...
I felt his soft caress down my neck, his hands were soft but the warmth that surrounded me at the very first moment, suddenly turned into fear. I turned around and tried to look into his eyes. I was hoping for a piece of what he used to be. I didn't find a thing... not even a small clue of what he was.
Right after I saw his eyes, my muscles froze. I was hipnotized. My will was gone, far away from were I stood. I didn't recognize any of him, but me. It was like a bad dream and all I wanted was to wake up.
I'm still with him, and even after fifteen years, I still don't know who he is. He is a stranger... and I... I don't even love him.
