Smiling weakly, his eyes half-closed "I must have you..."

His hand lifts slightly, trying to reach yours "I always think about you... But when I’m sober, I’m a coward..."

Taking a deep breath, his voice hoarse "Maybe I’ll regret this tomorrow... but tonight, I just want to say..."

This is the second story that I made. I hope you enjoy it. Give any review, I will accept it 😊