Remember Every Moment On The Nights With You 소설 & 이야기

Joane shouted. “When did you arrive?” “Gosh, I’ve been here for about three minutes and been calling out your name since I enter.” Joane rolled her eyes. “I’m sorry.” “What’s been bothering you? I notice since I arrive from London you were like this.” “I don’t know either, it’s been like months had passed but I still can’t forget this one girl.” “She must be your true love. Where is she now?” “There’s only a month left before she gets married.”

My love, If you’re reading this, the rain is waiting. Waiting for you to remember that it never forgets. Waiting for you to see that every drop carries a memory—of the night we met, of the night we almost lost everything, of the nights we held each other through storms we thought would never end.

Soft low music plays as we make our way up the isle; Kol behind me with his parents and up to the alter we go. We reach the alter all too soon, and I find myself singing along to the soft song as I fiddle with my cuff links. "I wish I could keep you all of my life The way that I feel for you inside This is my moment This is my perfect moment with you This is my moment This is my perfect moment With you, with you.." How true are those lyrics? This is the moment; my moment; our moment. Kat, Kol and I forever. God I sound gay!

Not just to escape the world… but to hold on to that one moment, that one afternoon. That one conversation with a boy who might not even remember me ten years from now. But I remember every second of it.

They seem to appear whenever I am slightly distracted. The night I met Bella is clear as day in my mind, and I don’t think I will ever be able to forget our conversation or how we were asked to leave the bar because they wanted to close. The way we danced between tables and had the most amazing night. That was the night everything changed for me, the night that changed my life forever.

I missed us, and him even more. Our groans and moans a proof of just how quickly we forgot about the rest of the world. The house and most definitely about the kids who were just next door. Gosh! They had heard us for sure. That was a given, considering just how many rounds we went. Our desires relentless and greedy as fuck, not wanting to let go of each other… the memory alone was enough to make my mouth water as my fingers gently traced the very outline of his gorgeous face. “I’m right here, Love” he had whispered, driving deeper and deeper inside of me. As though to imprint the reality of those words on my body, to never let me forget… and I loved every moment of it! Every single moment.

Tomorrow, our paths will diverge, and life will go on. And as we lay there, intertwined, we hold on to this memory, knowing that it will forever be etched in our hearts. She looks deep into my eyes, quickening my heartbeat. “Will you remember me?” A gentle whisper escapes her lips, breaking the silence. I gaze at her with the same emotions and reply in a soft tone, still tracing her tattoo. “How could I forget you, Grace? You’ve turned my life upside down.” I let out a chuckle.

Every single, aching, dripping moment of it. And I know I will.