Relax. You will become an adult. You will figure out your career. You will find someone who loves you. You have a whole lifetime; time takes time. The only way to fail at life is to abstain.
He could barely look at her so they sat in silence for a while.
And then abruptly, sometime between sunset and sunrise, he got up and left without a sound.
And she felt like crying because love was supposed to be enough to make someone stay, and she loved him more than she knew how. But her throat was dry and the only sound coming from her mouth was a half choke half hiccup which made her want to laugh.
So she cried a little and laughed a lot and her emotions were so tangled if someone asked how she felt there would be no valid answer.
"Everything." She whispered, "and nothing."
"I feel everything and nothing. And I only know that I want it all to stop for a while.
She paused. “A while, or perhaps forever.”
Love her with your fingers in her hair, pulling, pulling until she’s breathing in time with each thrust and jolt.
Kiss her hard enough to bruise and when she pulls away grab her waist so she’s never far enough to resist, so she falls asleep with your name on her lips and the feeling of your skin on her skin.
Touch her like she’s fire and you’re no longer scared of getting burned, as though being lost in her has made you braver than you ever knew was possible.
And when she looks at you, brimming with desire, slow down so her knees don’t give way and her eyelashes don’t flutter into oblivion. Slow down so the nails digging into your back and the heart pounding in your chest are brought to a halt.
Slow down and ask her what she wants, and watch her crumple in front of you like a thousand falling stars. Ask her again and watch her breathe your name over and over until the words are lost and she swears she’s never felt like this before.