It’s too much
A delicate kiss, the slip of her fingers against mine, the punctuation on my overflowing emotion. With questioning stability, she passed the threshold into the train. Somber glances abound, with the so soft question “Are you sure?” With pursed lips I forced out a weak nod. while my mind screamed “NO! STEVEN JUST GO TO THE TRAIN! FIGURE IT OUT LATER! MOVE YOUR LEGS!” But I couldn’t. My body wouldn’t listen. I froze.
I closed my eyes shut tight. My face burned red hot.
The cold doors slid shut without doubt. Firm, unfeeling, constant.
Raised my hand slightly, desperately wanting to grasp her hand again, my fingers twitched. I let out a faint “Wait…” and watched the train sink into the tunnel.. My jaw clenched tight. I wanted to sleep. The sound of my heartbeat deafened everything around me. I wanted to sleep. The dead air rushed past my face as another train-car left the station. I wanted to sleep.
The moment her hand left mine, I was dizzy. I long for her pure touch, her gorgeous beauty, her glances of passion.
I’m in love.
This night is cold, and I’m here alone. I want to sleep.