Confessions of a CheaterAll feeling has escaped from my body, and my lungs burn, as if oxygen was flammable, like the day he kissed me, where I felt like I tasted every emotion in his body just from our lips touching. But this time, it's not that good feeling, where the butterflies are rushing excitedly and my heart can barely stay cradled in my ribs.
The words are too dangerous to let escape from my throat. My saliva is like gasoline as I swallow, spreading the wildfire to the tongue I attempt to use to form the words I so desperately want to say. His face is warm as he leans in close, his aroma that should usually be comforting seemingly drowning me; his arms are shackles as they wrap around my body lovingly. His voice travel like floating music notes, and when it hits my ears, I just can't believe what I got myself into. "The last time you took this long to tell me something, it was bad... Is this bad?" I can't meet his eyes and every time I attempt to lock gazes with his blue stare, my head seems to twitc