Everything Will Be FineThere is something sad about not being able to trust your parents, something that hurts everything deep down in you and goes against everything that you as a child were taught to believe: that Daddy was Superman, and Mommy was Wonder-woman. This is something that they tell you, they make you believe that they can save you from anything, and do everything possible to make life easy but that's not true.
I have learned that my parents aren't superhuman, they're just human and in the end, sometimes they fail to catch you when you fall, or fall with you. They don't mean to, but it happens and that is all that matters to you. And it sucks, because you want it all, but the clouds drift away from your pre-pubescent, or even pubescent eyes, if they are able to keep up the ruse for that long, and you see it, and it feels the sky is falling and bullets are suddenly real because you know that they can't protect you like you thought they could.
I mention this because it is evident more than ever th
My First KissIn it's excess, it had become a common thing. A sweet quick kiss on my lips by my sweet quiet lover. But the first, not sweet, never quick, filled with longing and lasting passion, will never leave the corners of my mind.
The car had stopped, parked in an auspicious place, far from any other; the engine halted, the rumbling ceased, and at last, the silence settled softly in between us. I felt his eyes on me, that was enough to render me speechless; it was enough for me to lose my breath and all but gasp for it. I suppose he felt my nervous quiver and touched my hand with his. I looked up at him, fearful now to look away, afraid, terrified that I had spooked him in some way but my awkward stare was greeted with a silly grin, one that I suspect had been on his face the whole time.
And it was then that my face creased into a smile as well. He leaned in towards me, slowly, gently, as if not to scare me; I parted my lips slightly and he enveloped me in a sweeping embrace, his searing lips a