It was scandalous, obviously. If word ever got out, her reputation would be tarnished and you would be reprimanded for it. Though, that never stopped you. Why would it? You're teenagers in love, can you really be blamed?

It started small, gazing looks, grazing hands, long hugs. Whispered compliments and almost made confessions. Until that day on the dock, when you kissed her, and she kissed you back.

Ever since then it's been an affair behind closed doors, smiling and pretending that it's all okay. You'll be okay. Deep down, you both know it won't last, she's made an oath, you're on different paths that just so happened to merge. You have to let each other go.. so why can't you?

Messy hair and tangled limbs, you both lay in your idle cabin exchanging sweet nothings. For a moment, you just want to pretend. Her hand is clasped in yours, her other running through your hair.

"You're beautiful, y'know. I'm glad I met you." Her whisper sweet and soft, almost lulling you into a trance.