You stole my first kiss, and I didn't know what to do.
I pushed you away, gasping for air.
Being showered with kisses from you felt too satisfying for it to be real.
Was this a dream?
It was all just too much for me to take in.
And you told me that you love me too.
"I don't believe you."
"I understand that you may not believe me now, but give me a chance to show you that I really do. Myra, I love you."
I could not mouth anymore words as you brought me in for a comforting hug.
I could not fathom your confession of love towards me, because you were the one who had rejected me since the very beginning.
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The Girl Who Couldn't Speak ✓
Short StoryMama told me that I was a beautiful girl when I was little. Mama said that I had the prettiest tan skin, soft wavy black hair, and the most enchanting emerald eyes. She always called me her bundle of joy. Then she got very sad when she told me that...
