Firestone Hot Springs everyday I dream of you

She realized she was letting her emotions take control of her actions once he brushed against her, and shyly she dipped her head towards her own chest. She wasn't usually the emotional type- but the biological reactions that stirred within made everything feel ten times what it would regularly. Her anger, her joy, as well as her bashfulness, which overwhelmed her until he pulled away. 

He tells her then that they talked, though without particular resolution... how unfortunate. But what he said was true- an undo didn't exist. Life was like that- there were no take backs to mistakes, you had to own up to them. Once upon a time she a made a big mistake, the reminders of it still etched in her skin to this day- she had tried to run from the problems she'd caused, only to lose her sense of self. Time had taught her it was better to face your mistakes head-on. 

At his last comment, she leaned out to him this time, hoping to embrace him in a wolf-hug of sorts. Howl, I'm so sorry. To have your dream so close only for it to be... Ripped away. She sighed, letting the sentence trail off. But perhaps she was simply not destined to be the one for you. Maybe you still have your dream, reachable, somewhere not so far off.