Lovedrug – pretend you're alive
Keep it 'til the end
The moon seemed so close it might be crashing into the earth. She was sitting in her garden, humming softly to her tomatoes when he knocked at the door. Somehow, it made her feel old when she stood to answer.
They sat out under the sky.
"I'm sorry." He said. At first she was confused. "I'm sorry. I know it's true. I said, back then, that I think so, but it's not true. I know so."
He kissed her. She had expected it to be sloppy, wet. She had expected him to lick her face again. She was panicking, because she didn't know what to do and her chest felt like it was going to burst open. What if it did? What if she came apart while he was kissing her and the contents of her chest fell onto him? If her heart was in his lap, would he even notice?
He stopped. "Are you ok?"
She shook her head. Then, before he could move she grabbed his hands, and placed them on her chest. "I just don't want it to fall out." She said.
He took her hand in his and put it on his chest. "I'll hold yours in, if you'll keep mine."
She smiled and summer faded away into the first day of autumn.