Kiss the Sky

“Kiss the sky with me,” Connor whispers, a beautiful smile pulling his lips, “and don’t ever come down.”

Kiss the sky with me,” Connor whispers, a beautiful smile pulling his lips, “and don’t ever come down.”

“You’re not a pit stop. You’re my finish line. There’s no one after you.”

“That’s strange,” I say.

“What?” She frowns.

“You threaten to castrate men ten times a day but yet you hold my cock like you want to tuck it into bed.”

“I’m picking up food from the grocery store. I thought I’d get some of Rose’s favorite things. What does she like?”

“Me.”

The truths that I kept close were only painful if I let them be, and I convinced myself fairly well that they were just facts. And I moved on.

You’re not a pit stop. You’re my finish line. There’s no one after you.”

“Cobalt, were you or have you ever been a stripper?”

“No one would be able to afford me.”

I love knowing I’ll fall asleep and wake up to those impassioned eyes. I love that the most terrifying what if—the one without her—is the path that won’t ever come true. My new dreams are in the faraway future, filled with children. And love.

“Kiss the sky with me,” Connor whispers, a beautiful smile pulling his lips, “and don’t ever come down.”