Prints along the Sand
Shawn/Lassiter
PG-13
156 Words
Notes: This is Shawn's p.o.v from History on the Skin.
You're departing early again for work, leave me sleeping contently in your spacious bed.
I still expect to wake up alone in my apartment, having dreamed the whole thing between us.
But when sleep goes away, and my awareness returns, I can't help but smile. I'm still here with you, and you are still with me, for whatever reason I can't decipher yet.
I want to shout from the rooftops that I love you- I want to shout to you that I'm so desperately in love with you it consumes me every second of my life- but an unknown fear keeps me silent.
I've been with many people in my past, but it has always felt as though it was to be expected of me, a courtesy to my life in general that I have someone. Yet it's constantly been just about sex and lust. It's never been about true love.
I've never been here before.