P. S. Burton
	Early Morning Escape The reason for my disobedience is something True, something very real. I took the car last Night, and even if I feel guilty tonight for not getting Caught. It was by far the most amazing Thing I have ever done. And it should be written not Only in my heart, but in the hearts of every lover around The world, because behind every personal story is Universal truth. The morning dew had already fallen on the cracked Cement of the ground outside of my house. The Parents were asleep and I was on my way. In no time, I was at my lover’s house waiting in the dark. Calling Calling till he called back after several moments of time. He was with me, we were together. We rode around the Block of the small sub, till we got to a DEAD END. I Parked and went to the back of the car. He followed. We talked to break the ice between us. Still in shock that I was even there, my nervousness could be seen by The sweat dripping off my nose. Our eyes met through the Darkness of the early morning and we kissed. Kissed and Cuddled. And my lover told me, in truth and pure honesty, That the only reasons he did those things was to make me jealous. And it worked. We kissed and cuddled and bit into each others Necks with such passion that the scars reddened in the glare of the full Moon up above us, our only light. We talked and Drew hearts in the fog-filled Windows with our initials inside. Then we stared at each other again. We kissed and cuddled. I posted myself up on the side of the seat. My lover laid between my legs. We kissed and cuddled. He took My right arm across his neck to hold onto his left shoulder. He took My left arm and put it on his right side to hold on to, I was his seat belt. He looked at me, and whispered in my ear that he “loved me” I replied the same back. And he told me something else “No, I love you. I love every part of you. You protected me when no one else would. You were there when I fucked up; and you weren’t mad. I love you.” I stared at him and I felt something in me that words could never explain; The moons light cased a halo around his sweet Head and we Kissed and cuddled until the morning came and I had to Drop him off and go home.

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