Life for me meant nothing before I met him.

Before, it felt lke I was just going through the motions. Moving from place to place, meeting people that didn't matter.

But then one day, he just came into my life. Out of nowhere.

And he smiled. And I wanted those lips around me.

Imagine my surprise when I realised, out of everybody in the room, that he was heading straight for me.

Unremarkable me.

He was coy, at first. I could see it in his eyes, he flirted with the thought of being with me, but there was something holding him back. This meeting, I knew it was only seconds, two minutes at best, before our moment would be broken. What more could I have done than I already have? My soul was laid bare on my sleeve, there for all the world to see. So I waited; it was his choice to make.

With elegant fingers, he reached for me. Touching. Here and there.

Hi, came the silent greeting. The acceptance.

Hi, I think back.

We meet at his work, the only place we could nowadays.

Whenever I don't see him, my life is filled with darkness. But then he's there and I could see the world.

We don't get to interact much, but it's fine. Sometimes I was just content to watch. Smiling, laughing.

Then one day I see him. And he's not smiling, or laughing.

I knew my part in his life.

I'm here for you.

And suddenly he's grasping at me.

Exposing me.

Putting his lips on me.

He's sucking out my soul.

I emptied myself inside him, every last drop of me.

He gives me a parting lick.

My life was complete.


Chris stepped out of his trailer.

"You okay?" Cory asked.

"Yeah," Chris said, crushing the empty diet coke can in his hand and throwing it in the bin. "Tired. Just needed a drink."

End.