The stars were drunk when they decided to guide us home <3

Please, I'm fine!

No, I don't need a man to be happy. You keep asking me if I'm seeing someone or if I like someone and the answer is no. I'm not dating and right now I am in no position to like someone else. Right now I need to take care of myself and find self love and my self worth. Yes, I do want to find love and all of that again but not at this moment. So please, stop asking me if the reason why I'm unhappy it's because I'm single. BECAUSE IT IS NOT!!!

Just from a novel I’m trying to write and finish...hopefully

Suddenly, I realized that we were still kissing. Move, Claire, move, do something.

Claire: Stop…

We stop kissing. We stare at each other, breathlessly, expressing the truth with our eyes but the mouth decides to tell lies. I wish I could stop time right now and that everything was simple. 

Braden: I´m sorry, I wash´t thinking properly. I just…

Claire: You just what?

He pauses for a second.

Braden: I just had the urge to kiss you. Claire, I hand´t realized how much I missed you, until now. 

Claire: Braden…

Braden: No. I´m not keeping to myself how I feel this time. We need to communicate, Claire, we need to be honest because that’s the reason why we broke up last time. 

Claire: Braden…

Braden: Look I´m just going to say it, okay? Claire, breaking up with you has been the biggest mistake of my life. You are my star, you’ve always been and you always will, no matter what happen with us. You are the star of my life. My little sunshine, you are my star, my one and only. 

Whoa, am I hearing correctly? God, I´ve been waiting so long to hear that and time decides that now is the right moment? I really can´t help it, feelings are rushing back like tsunami tides. And he called me little sunshine, my favorite nickname from him, which I hadn’t hear for almost 6 years now. 

Claire: And you are my moon, my muse, the reason why I write about love and not death. But, Braden, breaking up with you has been the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life. It took me a long time to recover, heck, I don’t even know if I’m over you because I still care about you in a way that I have never cared about anyone else in my life. I gave you my everything but it wasn’t enough. I wasn’t enough for you and I’ll never be. 

So instead of dealing with the problem we have here, we stare at the sky full of lights and hopes. I wish it was easy to just go back to him, to start over and have our story back. But it’s not. It’s more complicated than just a kiss and the sad part is: we both know it.