Numb. You felt completely numb. As you lay in your bed, Rafe next to you, close but not touching, you wondered if there was something wrong with you. Your boyfriend had just broken up with you a few days ago. Shouldn’t you be upset, devastated, anything? Rafe seemed to be more upset about your breakup than you did, but then he never liked it when you were hurt. Even if he’d never liked your ex. You just couldn’t bring yourself to care, to feel.

I’m too young to feel so numb, numb, numb

A part of you wonders if this nothingness you feel is because you never really allowed yourself to fall truly in love. You kept a part of yourself back in every relationship. You had impenetrable walls around your heart that no one had been able to breach. You settled in relationships. Going for safe, rather than true passion. If you didn’t let them in, they couldn’t hurt you. The only time you really let yourself feel something was when you were with Rafe, your best friend. You knew if you ever were willing to let yourself fall wholeheartedly, crazy in love, it would be with him.

You turned over on your side facing him. He was gorgeous. You weren’t blind. He stared back at you, his eyes filled with concern and kindness that he only showed to you. In that moment, with the last light of the day spilling over there of you from your window, you wanted to feel something. You needed him. You needed him to show you that you were human.

“Make me feel something. Touch me, Rafe. I need you to touch me” you murmured. Your eyes searching his.

“You want me to touch you, Princess? That’s what you want?” He asked, his voice low, his face unreadable.

You nodded, not trusting yourself to speak in that moment. You knew there was no taking this back, there was no turning back. This moment could change everything. For you and for him.

you could be the one to make me feel something