Lovestory Stories

It had been two weeks since Rachel and I had hooked up, and my streak of missing appropriate windows to talk about stuff had firmly resumed. Rachel had practically asked me what I wanted, and I hid behind my dice. I’d been in the zone all night, so in tune with her, pushing and pulling just hard enough to keep her fully, ecstatically in the moment. But I still couldn’t tell her that I wanted to be more than a friend, and...

Jennifer had been gone for a year. Joseph still thought of her everyday; still dreamed of her; could almost feel her presence and smell her scent. He still could feel her presence beside him at night in their bed; he could hear her breathing. He reached out for her almost expecting her warm body to be there beside him, only to close on empty air. He wept and fell asleep. He woke suddenly in the middle of the night to hear...