(On hold) "Kiss me," he said, leaning closer to me. I wanted to. In fact, I needed to. There was nothing I wanted more than to kiss him but no matter how fast my heart raced, no matter how hot my lips burned, no matter how much I needed to be close to him, I couldn't do it because... What if he wasn't the one? What if it wasn't real? Closing my eyes, I let out the breath I'd held for those few stolen minutes in his presence and pushed him off of me. "I'm sorry." The words choked me. My eyes burned with tears I didn't want him to see. I ran. I knew what to do. I needed to hide, to let the tears stain my pillow and the nightmares come back in... All he needed to do was to let me go. *** A kiss can give life. Her kiss can take it.