Vanilla Heat

I have a story to tell

It started one random day

We bumped into each other by chance

I thought he was cute, but not really

He thought I was cute, but no matter

We grew closer, and bumped into each other more

He became way too cute to resist

And I became way too tempting to say "no" to

We kissed

Once, twice, thrice

We continued to bump into each other

Four, five, six

We talked some more

Seven, eight, nine

Wait, stop!

Ten is too many

This has to stop

We stopped bumping into each other

We only said hello

Like acquaintances, not friends

Definitely not like lovers

Then one day, I bumped into him again

He was still cute, but not really

He still thought I was cute, but no matter

We smiled more

The secret we shared was etched in our minds

Slowly, the embers were fanned

The fire grew hotter and hotter

Like a summer's day on a beach

In the fiery scent of a vanilla breeze

Nine became ten

Ten became twenty

And the summer became a blaze

Now the fire has died
Dark stains criss cross my clothes
Stains too deep to remove
Sometimes, on a random day
I can smell the vanilla wafting in
I can feel phantom heat caressing my skin
Like he did

One...two...three...
Four...five...six...