A Love so Painful

Luke watched me, a deep, swirling emotion filling his eyes as he did. I managed a small, breathless smile.

I am falling for him. For a man who's dead. Falling for the image of him from seven years into the past.

He mirrored my smile, and I immediately turned away. If I sat there watching him smile, watching his orbs, I couldn't trust myself to be rational. I opened the car door and went out, holding the cookies and my purse, my walk a little staggered.

"Take care, Karla." He called after me and I nodded and waved, then ran into my house. I closed the door behind me and leaned on it, closing my eyes and letting go of the purse and everything else.

"What do I do?" I asked myself, my heart fluttering hard. I could still feel the tingles his lips had left on the side of my lips, the tingles his touch left in my hand, the butterflies his gaze left in my stomach.

I let myself reach the ground and I brought ny knees to myself, hugging myself. I can't do this. I can't break my own heart