Her absence was not easy to digest, but in the later days, it was enough to make me realize that I needed to love someone else. She was never maybe meant to be the forever in my life and it was the sole reality I had to accept in the present times. Because in every part of my life, she had always been my best friend and nothing more than that ever in life. A truth, I can't get away from.

My heart well knew that living without her existence would be hard, more than hard. While my soul knew pretending to like her absence would be like chasing dead demons. My mind didn't have a clue whether what I was doing was right or wrong. I was shuffled inside and needed somebody to share the space with. Whether it was a friend or an enemy, I did not care.

Without thinking for another second, and moment of life I left on my way towards the place where I desired happiness more than pain. I was self-assured that if there was somebody who could let me feel at ease, then it was my girlfriend, Jemima. The girlfriend who could do wonders in my life at the very first touch of her gloss and lipstick. I needed her. And more than enough, I needed her lips to clash over mine. My heart was desperate for her, for her love, and was ready to endeavor any demon to feel her, in the last. I was desperate and I was dazed for her love, her lust.

My feet rapidly kept walking and after a moment, I was right there standing at the place where I could find her, her place. A place made for her and designated for her. Her and her love, which was beyond trifles of pain. She was there, lying herself down on the shallow muffler of the grass present in the schoolyard, and looking the way she did, always. Flawless and utmost beautiful!

"Hey, baby! I missed you so much, where were you?"

".."

"C'mon. Don't turn into that silent moron once again. I need to hear your words, your breath, not your silence."

"I wish to tell you something, Jemi."

"Go on, Mark."

"I do love you.."

"I do love you too.."

"But will you keep loving me till the end?"

"Mark, please."

"Will you?"

"I wish to."

"You never heard from the dark skies, have you?"

"I wish I could."

"You never will... because they have no voice. Just, just like the two of us.

"Because our love too has no voice."

"What does it mean, Mark?"

"The thing is our love's still a mortal piece of paper, people can tame."

"Is there anything wrong, please tell me, Mark. You know, I can't accept you being unhappy within. Please tell me, what's wrong my soulful heart."

"Listen Jemi... I want you to realize that our relationship still has things to get over with, and you know what I mean. Our love will only touch the skies, its voice, the immortal grace when we will completely leave our past behind. And to do so, I want you to promise me something."

"Mark! I am ready to leave my life behind for you, I wish to stay with you even in the shade if not the house."

"Jemi! I want the two of us to leave Ryan International at the end of this year. I want the two of us to move to a university away from Leicester at the earliest. Please don't ask the reason because I am not in the condition to explain anything any longer. I want our wish to become our reality, that's all."

"I know what there's behind you. You don't need to tell me anything about it. My soul's alive enough to understand the valves of your heart."

"..I am sorry."

"You don't need to be. We will get through this together, I promise;)"

~

Days passed by, but now my life had changed. It tasted sour rather than bitter, and I liked it better. Every day, most of the time in school, I was accompanied to the shelter by my girlfriend, and that was enough to make me happy. The nostalgia of the past and breaking away from the bond with my best friend now slowly started to seem possible, as rarely did I let myself encounter her anymore. I kept myself at a distance from everybody except Jemima, who now was the source of light in my life. I could not stop thinking about her, giving her pecks in the middle of the class and later facing the mentor's questions over my dumb-ass behavior. Somewhere, I had started feeling happy and was relieved that once I left Ryan International School next year every nostalgia of the past would end. Whether they were the gossip talks about the two of us, or the heavily driven topic of the way how I betrayed Isabella and left her mid-way, despised. Although I was saddened by the second thought, I no longer wished to think about it further and destroy my mental state again. I was finally somewhat leaning towards betterment and I did not wish to turn the sour away from the happy any longer. I wanted happiness and life, over pain and breathlessness. And that was my sole interest.

Another day approached when I was sitting beside Jemima with shyness peaking the color of my eyes. I was heavily flooded with romanticized feelings within my heart and wished to make this day the best day possible in my life. I was very happy with what was happening already, but Peggy, Jemi's best friend was very much annoyed by the look of my face in her bikini life. I knew her hate towards me was understandable, but still, I never understood the reason why she felt such a high nausea of life towards me. At times, she tried to persuade Jemima to break her relationship with me but whatsoever she always failed. She was hardly aware of the connection I had with Jemima where breaking our love was not as easy as it seemed.

However, sometimes even I believed that I was worth her hate. Worth her hate because I did snatch her best friend from her. If I had not been a part of her life, maybe she would have never agreed to leave her best friend, this school for me, for the upcoming years in our lives. Hardly two months were left for our formal assessment to take place in July. By the end of August, we were planning to leave the city of Leicester for some distant place, away from the lower lands of the UK.

Nobody yet knew about our plans, except a few, and that was, in fact, the happy place.

~

Another weekend went by, under the glory of our lives.

We were left somewhere alone in the middle of the corridor where there was nobody, except us. I was already way more hornier than usual today and wanted to just kiss Jemi hard, lift her hips, and, uh! It was like the real me was returning to the old threads again, and I was happy about it.

Making sure the way was clear and I could get my go, I went forward towards her with the blush of a rose on my face. She was already looking at the red ass who was likely drunk with the Snake Venom, and I was purely 0bsessed with her. My hands were losing their control while her body was freaking cold over my hardened hormones with the feeling of another genocide. I needed her, she wanted me and the world wanted the two of us. Without thinking enough about another second to pause my intoxicated hormones, I went forward toward her, and she touched me closer towards mine. We were looking into each other's ash-colored eyes with the regret of lust, when we moved, opened our ways, and finally made it happen! The fuckin kiss I wanted to pause my life with! Fuck.

~
Probably the best moment of life, the best, the best, and the best! I had never felt such a fluctuation of love in my body before and I was sure I would never feel it better again. The first time is always the best and I have realized the truth of it, today. All of it just turned out to be amazing and for real.

It took us a moment to realize where we were until the things in our bodies figured out we needed to break apart. We were both darkened with the pulp of our love-sick saliva, while our cheeks had turned the alcoholic shy in their shade. We once again wished to live this moment of life again, right here, right now, but shush, that was not possible. Both of us were a little embarrassed by the look on our faces but were not embarrassed for the love we were enforcing on our bodies, and our hearts forever.

Seconds lodged away and we eventually realized that we were getting late for our last lecture in school. Our embarrassment was still at its peak but that did not stop us from holding hands together, running away. Our hearts were gasping for breath, with that breath-sucking, lip-tightened kiss, but still, it did not hold us back. All because of 'love.'

We were tired but we did not stop, we kept running away on our way. And made sure to close the door of our private lives, with the spice of another secret life..