It's far more better to die in silence

The kiss is like what I've dreamed of, and more. His mouth on me is like soft vanilla with a hint of strawberry in it.

The feeling of his body on mine an indescribable one.

I reach out to run my hand through his hair, but he broke up from the kiss the moment my hand touched his hair.

"Am sorry Dan," he says with a flushed face.

"But am not," I made to join our mouths back, back to how it was meant to be, but he stopped me.

"Am sorry, I can't go on with the kiss," he moves away from me. He have an expression that shows he's regretting the kiss already.

"Why's that?" I look up at him, my eye getting a bit misty.

He shakes his head, "you won't understand Daniel, it's a complicated reason."

"But I love you," I walk closer to him, but he takes a step back to avoid touching me.

"I don't love you Daniel. I might like you as a friend, but my heart belongs to another."