scarlet clouds

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his lips connected with mine, I realised this was my first kiss, but it didn't feel like one. It felt natural, as if it was meant to be. Our lips swiftly moving ,halting our movements, it was heavenly.
In that moment roses sang for us, swans danced to our rhythm, scarlet clouds screamed of our union. Union? union of a soft heartache perhaps.

what is this ? why do my cheeks feel damp? why is our soft moment turning non-existent, why is my heart aching for this moment. What is this feeling? This guilt, this regret, this unknown yearning.

In that moment, I broke off our kiss, I realised what we had did, what I had did. I ran off  without ever turning back. I know he must be chasing after me, but I run as if there is no escape.
That's the one thing I'm good at, escaping.

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