They were two lost souls, a bit broken, a bit damaged, imperfectly perfect. Their past may have scared them but it hadn’t quite broken them. They had weathered their storms, which had damaged then a bit, but they came out stronger. They were two lonely souls in this world, who felt drawn to each other, a pull towards each other, a kindred spirit. Circumstances had torn them apart but destiny had other plans and conspired to bring them together once again.
As they sat there, trying to catch up, trying make up for lost time, they could feel this pull towards each other. A tension, an undercurrent, an attraction that they both felt, but were too shy to acknowledge, too scared to accept, conscious of society and the world at large. They sat there, bring each other to speed to what had happened all the time they were apart, trying hard to fight the urge to act on how they really felt.
As they ate silently, an awkward silent, a song began to play, a slow music. In that moment, it was now or never, to be brave and acknowledge what they truly felt for each other, the feeling that they had been denying, the feeling that they were trying to push back but could not push back.
He got up from his seat and to him, taking him by the hand, taking him by surprise, pulling him towards him. He held his hand and put his hands around his waist, and began to move slowly to the music. At first, a little hesitant, a little shy, but slowly letting themselves get lost in the rhythm of the music, the beating of their hearts, which was pounding against their chest, threatening to break free.
He placed his head over his shoulder, as they moved slowly to the rhythm of the music, moving together in unison, two bodies joined by their souls. They didn’t care if the world saw this as right or wrong, they didn’t care what it would say tomorrow. They didn’t want to think what they would say tomorrow, they didn’t want to try and understand. Yesterday had come and gone and tomorrow was out of sight. All they had was here and now, they wanted to live in the moment. They needed each other cause it was sad to be all alone. They needed a friend, a company, but they also needed something much more to help them make it through the night.
As the music slowly came to an end, they slowly moved to each other, forehead to lip, nose to nose, and slowly and shyly and finally, lips meeting lip, letting them interlock, letting the passion they felt fuel it. They didn’t care who was looking, they wanted to live in that moment, live in that passion. They were two lonely souls, they didn’t want to be lonely no more.
He paid the bill and took him by the hand. They didn’t care what tomorrow would bring, all they had was here and now, they didn’t want to be alone, cause tonight they needed a friend to help them make it through the night, they needed each other to help them make it through life.
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