You may not be ready, but you still take chances,
’cause you like to take risks, you are infatuated,
you want to try it out,
but you turn a blind eye to what is about to come your way.
In continuation of The Dreaded Desires: Beginning of Something..
It was 2 in the morning when Myra woke up to the sound of the wind coming from the balcony. Lying on the bed, she saw Roy standing with a cigarette in his hand, looking at the moon. Myra walked beside Roy while clutching the sheets to her chest.
“What are doing here this late?”, She looked at Roy and kissed his bare chest as he faced her.
Roy and Myra were meeting for the first time but it never felt like the first time. Maybe it was the booze or it was the vulnerabilities they both were facing.
Myra was trying to fill the hole which was recently dug and Roy, well he was trying his best to refill the tiny pits in his chest.