Everything

You feel as if you're the only two people in the world everything freezes as he leans forward. You move. He doesn't try again. You stare at him with a look of guilt. He returns the look, but instead of anger its a look of love, passion, a look of total endearment. You turn to walk away filled with a sense of shame. He grabs you and as he does you ask him "why wont you give up?" He softly replies," my dad always told me never give up everything it's too hard to get back."