First Time

Josh bounced his legs to the rhythm of the biting cold in the air that coursed through his veins, surprisingly leaving his beating heart untouched and his soul warm. His gaze fell upon the shimmering halo hung lonely in the sky. The moon that stared back at him, hard. Josh squirmed in his seat, uncomfortable. The moon, she knew my secret. He finally embraced the truth and let out a smile. A smile reaching his eyes and lighting up his spirits.

Closing his eyes, he allowed his heart to feel. Smiling through tears, for the first time ever, the serial killer was in love.