Ghosts Of You
by mollyGRL
Copyright© 2007 by mollyGRL
True Story Sex Story: I don't know how to categorize this. It's a story, its the truth, its how I sometimes feel. It's inspired by Chantel Kraviazuk's song-"These Ghosts of you". Enjoy.
Caution: This True Story Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Consensual Romantic Heterosexual True Story .
Inspired by the lyrics of Chantel Kraviazuk's song:
"We were occupied
I never had to go outside
I was your alibi
We were planning our escape
We stayed up all night
With Lucy in the diamond sky
Drank cheap red wine
And tucked ourselves to sleep
Please don't go
These ghosts of you
The only thing that help get me through the day
Baby please don't go
'Cause I love you
You're the only one that will stay the same
We could laugh out loud
And sing until the sun came out
We took a secret vow
That we would never change
You always loved to dance
I wish we had another chance
To go back in time
And do it all again
Please don't go
These ghosts of you
The only thing that help get me through the day
Baby please don't go
'Cause I love you
You're the only one that will stay the same
I don't want to live forever
But if we could be together
Then I wouldn't mind infinity
I don't want to live forever
Oh, but I can still remember
No, I wouldn't mind infinity
Please don't go
These ghosts of you
The only thing that help get me through the day
Baby please don't go
'Cause I love you
You're the only one that will stay the same
Please don't go
These ghosts of you
The only thing that help get me through the day
Baby please don't go
'Cause I love you
You're the only one that will stay the same"
Every time I hear this song I think of you; well, to be honest, it's when I hear this song, when I see the stars, the moon, and even the sun.
It's the little things that I remember: the brush of your hand against my face, the way the corner of your mouth would turn up in amusement at something silly being said. But mostly I remember the warmth of your skin, the goosebumps you raised when flesh made contact with flesh (no matter how innocent the touch).
It was so long ago, like the words in her song. It feels like a lifetime ago, but I still want you here with me. And all my heart can say, yes still to this day, is please don't go.
But if you can't be here with me, at least I have the memories of you to help get me through the day. Those memories are so much more than what the word implies. I know memories can hurt you, I know the sweetness of them can still make you cry. But what I feel for you, yes still to this day, is so vivid and real.
I still can feel your lips, pressing close to me. I can still feel your arms wrapped around me, how they kept me warm, holding me oh so close. The smell of your skin is still so vivid in my mind. The taste of your kiss is what holds me spellbound even now, so long from the act.
The words of her song are exactly how I feel, because all I want to do is beg you to stay. I want to turn back time and say: Please don't go. I wish my foolish pride had not driven you away.
We were both so young, and I was so unwise. I let a momentary hurt ruin me, us, and what we had.
Do you remember the first time we kissed? We went for a walk in the park and we stopped by the swings. I remember how you grabbed my hand and pulled me in. It was like the earth stood still for that brief moment in time. You brushed your lips with mine once, twice and settled for eternity.
I never told you how it felt, how I knew it was right. I know it sounds naïve, given all that has passed. That moment haunts my dreams, that sweet perfect moment in time. And even though your gone, I'd do it all again.
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