The boy sat beside the girl he loves.

He sighed and turned his body to face her.

She looked up with a questioning look.

He took her hands in his.

"I'm done.." he said shakily. "I can't... I can't go on. I'm tired." Tears fell down his cheeks.

The girl's eyes softened. She gripped his hands in return as she looked into his eyes.

"I understand how you're feeling, but please don't cry, I can't stand seeing you cry." She whispered back, retrieving her hands and placing them on his cheeks, cupping his face.

He met her eyes and the world stopped. He studied her face, taking in every single detail he could, he didn't know when would be the last time he'd see her.

And finally, his eyes landed on her lips. Her perfect lips, waiting to be kissed. The lips he craved for for a long time.

He met her eyes once again and her eyes were on his lips. He started to breathe fast, excited and nervous for what he was about to do.

But it had to be done. He had to try before it all ended.

He quickly leaned in, placing his lips on hers.

She didn't respond and he got self conscious but it all vanished when she started to move her lips against his.

She snaked her arms around his neck, her hands diving into his hair and pushing him closer to deepen the kiss.

He gripped her waist pulling her closer as well, if that was even possible. He caressed her sides and later brought a hand up to caress her cheek.

They ended the kiss for air, as it was literally breathtaking.

She looked at him shyly, putting a strand of her hair behind her ear.

He chuckled, amused, he then leaned in and that was the start of something that marked both of them.

They both made love to each other, devoting themselves to one another.

The boy had decided that leaving the world behind was not an option as he now had her. He felt completely connected and in love with such girl.

He was head over heels for her.

And so was she for him.