Don’t say anything, please

They lay side by side, looking up into the night sky as the stars watched over them. They knew this would be the last time they would see each other like this. Even if they met in the future, they would both be different people.

"I should have kissed you." She spoke in a whisper, but it rang out as if she shouted it.

He shook his head. "No, you shouldn't have." He paused, before continuing. "Besides, their faces were hilarious."

They might have laughed at the memory, had the next day not been weighing on their shoulders. As it was, the most they could muster up was a smile. True; the reactions to her shouting that she was a lesbian and that he was gay were funny, but now they were paying the price.

She was about to say that she was sorry again, but remembered what he had told her after the 50th time she appologised. Instead, she lay her head on his shoulder, and tried to hold onto the moment.