It could have been a good story #1

“It was a cold November morning, and I could feel my feet numb underneath my shoes…I moved my toes in an attempt to generate some heat.

In the distance you saw me and knew what I was doing while I was staring at my feet. We were 2 camera clicks away. 1 - 2.

So we went up to the big wheel and saw the city beneath us, as if we owned it, as if no one knew we were up there observing them. ..

You placed your mouth on the back of my neck, and started to exhale. Your humid, warm breath went down my back heating it all.

Then you took my hand and placed it between yours, and repeated the same action that before.

And then in my neck, just below my right.

We stayed there for a while, in silence. I don’t remember how long…until it got dark and I thought…

i’m not cold anymore”