Literature
Too Soon -original-
"Do you think you will ever be able to forget?" he asked reproachfully, dreading the answer before it came.
"I don't know."
He already knew.
"And this..." he motioned towards the bed, the rumpled sheets. "... it means nothing."
A pause; a sigh.
"It's more complicted than that."
"Enlighten me."
The blonde shut his eyes, breathing deeply from his nose. "Some things aren't so easy."
There was silence, broken by the occasional chirp of a bird that perched itself inside a tree outside of the window.
Somewhere there were two people shouting, a dog howled into the moonless night.
The boy on the bed, covered only in thin white sheets began
