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"What about that one?"
I did my best to follow her finger pointing into the vast sky. Warm pinks and vibrant oranges painted across the sky, colors only visible at dusk from the quickly setting sun. The clouds looked like cotton candy stretched out. I told her just as much. A sleepy smile stretched across her face.
"I can almost taste it," she said with eyes closed, pretending to pick it out of the sky and eat it. Head resting in my lap, her hair felt like satin as I ran it between my fingers. We were sitting alone in a field alongside a quiet road. I watched her for a moment longer before looking into the sky again. The pinks and oranges soon made way for the deeper blues and purples. The once playful clouds were now somber patches of gray hung in the sky. Nighttime always came too soon. Seconds turned into minutes turned into hours whenever I was with her.
Crickets and the occasionally passing car made the soundtrack to the bike ride back to her place. The passing headlights would create an aura about her that was best described as heavenly. I sighed as we neared her driveway. We dismounted our bikes and said a few words about the next day's plans before saying our goodbyes. I watched as she started walking towards her door, and I noticed her slight hesitation. She put down her kickstand, and rushed back to me. She quickly muttered about forgetting something, before lightly tugging on my shirt, pulling me down towards her, and her upward, into a kiss. I felt a warmth quickly creep into my cheeks, and myself losing balance of the bike at my side, just as the kiss ended. Her cheeks were just as flushed as she looked at me just a moment longer, before retreating inside with her bike. I rode home with thoughts of warm pinks, vibrant oranges, and hair like satin between my fingers.
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