I stood there, by the window. Watching the soft fading sun falling. Just like a vitreous fire falling to earth. Blazing in gold and quenching in vibrant purple. Looking like a beautiful painting with astounding shades of orange and beautiful hues of pink. Thoughts rushed through my mind. Why does everyone want to lose it? Why did I want to lose it? Ain't it supposed to be somewhat sacred? Why shouldn't I lose it? Either way, tonight, tomorrow or the next day I would give myself away. My father's words rang in my head. "Remember my daughter, the time has to be right for the both of you... Otherwise the moment won't be right for either of you." Was this the right time? When is this right time? "Don't be the 'other woman', the one that doesn't matter. Don't lose your virginity to some guy who doesn't care and in a way that's never great. A guy who's never there." He added. I stood there, as delicate as a lily, hopi...
Because tomorrow isn't promised, we're here to enjoy the good times while pushing our minds to their limits.