The dim glow of the lighter flickered against his face, high..
Added 2024-08-25 01:35:18 +0000 UTCThe dim glow of the lighter flickered against his face, highlighting the tension in the air. His chiseled jaw tightened as he leaned into the flame, the tip of the cigarette catching the spark. In this moment, it was just us—no labels, no judgments.
He was that type, the kind who keeps it all locked up, burying his truth under layers of muscle and a tough exterior. The kind who’d never admit what he really wanted, not out loud. But here, in this silent exchange, I saw it all.
From the city, I’ve seen it all—facades that crumble under the weight of desire, and this was no different. It’s 2024, and yet, some things never change. People still hide, still fear. But tonight, in this tiny, dim-lit corner of the city, none of that mattered. It was just two souls, seeking something they couldn’t find in the daylight.
As the cigarette lit, I couldn’t help but think about the streets I grew up on, where everything is loud and in your face. But here, in this quiet, the unspoken connection was louder than any noise. It was raw, real, and for a fleeting moment, we both let our guards down, just enough to feel alive.
Good night.
