Strawberries. The wind whipped my hair as we found comfort in each others arms. We dangled our legs off the peer, teasing the waves with our wriggling toes. The bitter sea air clung to my lashes and made my eyes water. "why are you crying" he asked caressing my wind whipped cheek. "I'm not" i said burying my nose in his strong shoulder. "I love you, I bloody love you!" he murmured into the crown of my head. I peered up at him, such passion I saw in his melting eyes, I loved him too. I closed the gap between us, pressing my chapped lips to his, hungry for him, I wanted him so badly, I loved him. His shoulders caved in around me and locked me in the embrace. He would never let me go. "I love you" I told him. "your lips taste of strawberries" he replied. I smiled.
