The way he touched her was almost too gentle. He held her wrists like they would break if he wrapped his hands around them fully. She wanted the force. She wanted his whole body pressed to hers at every moment. Her body ran cold so often she would wear full sweaters during the spring.
She whispered in his ear while he slept, she said everything that she held within her. She know how she felt, and how he felt, but she didn’t want to be the first to reveal anything. She swallowed the words down after every kind gesture he made towards her.
He bit his tongue too – only because he was aware of how capricious they both were. Words were too powerful. He didn’t want to run anymore, so he chose the silence instead.