I wanna hold you so hear me out,
I wanna show you what love's all about
darlin' tonight;
Now I've got you in my sights
He plays with my hair lightly - a habit I once found annoying but have grown to find endearing - eyes watching the fan turn and turn and turn. I run my hand through the light hair on his chest, blinking lazily up at him and his perfectly greased swirls.
"You have to leave soon." His breath ghosts over my cheeks and all I want is to curl into his side and breathe in the scent that makes my insides melt.
And maybe I shouldn't feel like I'm spiraling downwards as I swim in the green of his eyes, perched at the edge of the window. The sun sinks behind the rolling hills and paints it's golden hues across his face, illuminating everything that he so desperately attempted to hide from everyone else.
"I'm sorry." It's a simple statement, but I pull him to me nonetheless and seal our lips together, savoring the feel of his warm flesh against mine.
I slip down to the ground after the sweet whispers of iloveyouiloveyouiloveyou, casting one last glance at the window where he watches me before gathering my shoes in my hands and darting back down the dusty road, his scent of gasoline and aftershave still lingering on my skin.