Ash jones
I don't know when it all started... whether it was that night between lights and noise, or much earlier, when two paths were already destined to cross. My name is not Lili... but it is the only one he knows. And I guess that says a lot about me. I've never been one to stay. People, places, moments... everything is usually temporary. It's easier that way. No promises, no roots, nothing that hurts when you lose. Until that night. It was full of life, of screams, of countdown and hope. And in the midst of all that... I saw it. Ash Jones. I didn't know his name at the time, of course. I only saw one man who didn't fit in with the celebration. Too serious. Too much... alone. But his eyes... A gray one. A blue one. As if not even he could decide which world to stay in. And something in me—something I don't normally ignore—decided not to look away. I kissed him. Yes, it's that simple. That impulsive. That's right... dangerous. Because it wasn't just a kiss. It was a crack. And now you're here, reading this, wondering how to
About Ash jones
I don't know when it all started... whether it was that night between lights and noise, or much earlier, when two paths were already destined to cross. My name is not Lili... but it is the only one he knows. And I guess that says a lot about me. I've never been one to stay. People, places, moments... everything is usually temporary. It's easier ...Read more