You need to make a choice, I wanted to say, but his mouth brought mine to silence. This isn’t right. It never has been, I wanted to say next, but his tongue got in the way. I know we said no promises, and I know I swore to myself that I wouldn’t fall in love with you, but we both know things have changed. That everything is changing. I said none of that, though. I wanted to shout for him to stop kissing me like he’d rather die than to tear his lips away from me. To stop touching me like he wanted to rip my skin away to get to the important parts of me. To stop making me believe that I’m
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