The first time we met, I was automatically comfortable around you. It was like I had known you for a long time. It wasn’t awkward, and whenever we had both stopped talking, we didn’t feel the need to fill the silences with stupid small talk. The first time we kissed was like one of those cheesy romantic kisses in chick flicks. I want to puke rainbows as I close my eyes and reminisce, but here we go:
We were lying on your bed, when I felt your fingers run up and down my back. I snuggled closer to you, and I could feel your hot breath on my skin, and your nose touching mine. You put your hand on my waist and pulled me closer. We were teasing each other for a little while until I couldn't take it anymore and initiated the kiss.
Was it cheesy and cliché? Absolutely. Did it feel good? Abso-fucking-lutely.
I really like you, but sometimes I can’t help but remember that time when we disappeared from each other's life for almost two months.. Eventually I thought of you less as time went on, and I accepted the fact that you were pretty much just another guy passing through in my life. I deleted every trace of you from my life (well, most of it), and moved on. Even though I still thought of you at times, I was honestly ok with it.
But guys have a funny way of worming their way back into your life once you’ve forgot all about them…
You’re back now. And yes, I brushed it off. You make me happy. In fact, I’m the happiest I’ve been in awhile. You tell me all the time how much you really like me and all I can't believe I smile and blush like a freakin’ 6 year old girl (thanks god you're not next to me to see this). There’s still so much I don’t know about you, but I love learning things about you. Falling asleep in your arms made me felt happy. The way you fussed about the food you cooked for me made me laugh. Reading your emails brightens up my days. I could go down the list, but you get the picture. In love? No. In like? Yes, very much so.
I hope you won't read this and think so highly of yourself, but most likely you will come across this anyway. Then, I hope someone will catch you staring at your computer screen, smiling like an idiot while reading this.
I want to be in your arms.
[A reminder for myself and my stupid ADD heart that miles away, there's someone who cares]