Here we are in the dark and I guess I miss him. I wasn't blind to admit it.

"You still got those eyes." He had kept the lights off, the street light illuminating his face.

"I know, did I?" I could see the curves of his playful smirk forming in the dark.

"Yes you did." Just hearing his voice got me chills. Even now, up until this pretending game we had, it sent a shock through me. How long have I felt this way?

This isn't normal. I thought buried feelings should never be unearthed but here we are.

He tried to reach for me and I stayed here, anchored firmly.

Like I said, I'm not going down without a fight.

But trying hard not to be wasted had taken its toll on me. So without further ado, I let his hand fall down on my arm, tracing every angle with his light touch until he reached for my hand, for a while he resisted the urge to go through with it and I quivered.

But I'm not going to be locked out again.

We held hands. Stayed that way until we see to it we're truly back in each other's lives.