A poem for you?
Well that’s easy
Because i never want to stop talking to you
“What would you do? If the world ended tomorrow?”
She is lying next to Annie, so close that it makes her head spin.
“I have a feeling the world is just fine.”
Lyla dares herself, dares to run a finger over Annie’s jaw.
Annie lets her. Seems to relish in it.
“How could you possibly know that?”
Lyla laughs softly, she’s running her fingers through Annie’s hair.
She’s savoring the way her hair smooths through them.
“Well, I don’t think I would mind so much, if the world ended, not anymore.”
Annie’s hand is gripping Lyla’s waist.
Running mesmerizing circles that could make Lyla purr.
“And why is that?”
Annie says, but she knows the answer.
She knows that there is no place Lyla would rather be.
Knows that if the world ended tomorrow, well, at least they would die in each other’s arms.
“If you know the answer, why ask the question?”
Lyla laughs with her words, entranced by the way Annie’s eyes burn.
“Maybe I want to hear you say it.”
In the enticing brown of Annie’s eyes, a challenge like no other sparkles.
“And what if saying it makes it real? What if saying it makes it all disappear?”
Annie grips Lyla closer to her, close enough that their heads touch, close enough that they can feel the others’ breath.
“You couldn’t make me disappear if you wanted to.”
Lyla laughs, and the shatters in her heart seem to melt.
She buries her face in Annie’s chest, breathes in the scent of her, lets herself feel every movement as Annie wraps her arms around Lyla.
“There is no place I’d rather be when the world ends. Nobody else I’d rather be with.”