🪽Tu me regardes 🪽

Who would’ve thought you needed someone older?

From the experiences you had. Just didn’t feel the same as how you were with him. He was mature, calm, and cool as a cucumber. With an appearance that showed his experience in life. Making him more attractive than any of the guys you dated around your age. It was even the way he held you warmly in his embrace as tears were wiped. Making you think you needed some older.Just a little bit colder. Take the weight off of your shoulders.

He was the perfect description of that “someone older.”

You couldn’t help but think of the charismatic man whenever you were alone. Thinking how silly it was to think of him and only him. From his longing gaze to his expensive cologne mixed with a hint of sake. Or how his calloused hands felt nice against your waist. Thinking over and over how you wanted him.

Seeking him when you need help. Only to relish in his presence and warmth in his home. Enjoying the hungry kisses he lays upon you as you spend the night together in secret.

Wishing to love him without any pain. Without anyone watching us. As he gives you the same stare again. Avoiding his gaze as you burn with desire.

Afraid of being alone.

Afraid of being together.

Afraid to look at him.

Tu me regardes.

It’s okay.

He knows how you feel. As you enjoy your little rendezvous at his place. No one has to know the affair between you both. While your phone continued to ring. Showing him all your secrets as he showed his.

A game he continues to play as he won’t ever get tired. Nothing can’t be taken back as the main game hasn’t even started.

It’s too late and out of your hands when you’ve already fallen for him. Meeting a guy like him was either your luck or misfortune.

One mistake and it’s game over.

You get desperate thinking that you’ll lose him, even if you stay still. Those eyes that look at you. As your lips get dried once again.

They say it’s easier said than done. You’ll end up breaking it if you keep rushing.

Sunny side up!

How can you say this is love?

When it goes like this…

With him slowly leaning down to kiss you. It felt like déjà vu all over again. With his calloused hand under your chin, he deepens the kiss. While another snakes around your waist to close the distance. In which you take in the smell of his strong cologne. Making you feel dizzy and lightheaded. With you slowly ending the kiss to breathe before more happens…

It felt like everything was normal again. By having countless conversations in his back seat and more secrets being shared with the moon aga in. Everything changes again. With him not replying to any messages.

We’ll go back as strangers.

A sweetness that’s present in the air when he’s around you.

A sweetness he tastes as you both share a kiss.

How sweet you are.

A creamy and soft love that’s shared between you both.

As he melts in your hold like vanilla.

That’s what it was.

It was vanilla.

How in love he is.

There was something that set him apart from the other guys.

It was his angel eyes.

Thinking you were in paradise to only realize it’s a disguise. With one look your heart has been taken. A price you unknowingly paid for.

Just to see him with a young girl under the moonlight alongside a river. To see her shiver in delight. The same look he used to give you when you were together.

The pain you felt from remembering all those good memories. Even when you thought you couldn’t live without him. How can you ever forget him and his angel eyes?

A game he liked to play as you stared too deep into those angel eyes.

You were crazy for his angel eyes.