it became a crush the moment we locked eyes. you slipped in and out of my life, but we were never introduced.
...formally, that is. he first time i saw you out of my house was that day. the day we first spoke. the second time became a new era for us. you comforted me and cradled me in your arms. i had moved on before, but you and i seemed to fit so perfectly. some say we took those first steps too quickly. it wasnt love right away, but i was intrigued by you and your sense of warmth.
after nights similar to the first, i began to think of you a lot. if a weekend would pass without you in it, it was incomplete. i yearned for your touch and the way you made my skin prickle. my lips tingle in the thought of you now.
at the beginning, it was simply fun with you. innocent fun with no repercussions.
That is when i learned to love you. i loved how you didnt have a plan or sense of direction. you were spontaneous. i was insecure and fragile, looking for someone,
something, just like you.
at first, you brought out the best in me, showed me that when we were together,
i meant something, and i will always thank you for that. there were times when i questioned my worth. some nights you would engulf me, take everything of me, chew me up and spit me back out. you never threatened me, but you hurt me. i just loved you so much that i would do anything. maybe i was angry with you in the morning, but i always forgave you the next time we were together. run up to you and hug you, and kiss you as if it was the first time. then we would act as if nothing had happened. somehow secretly promising that tonight would be better.
from that to now, our love affair has been consistent. i always want you
and your smooth touch. and even after every time you put me down. youre always the one to pull me back up. ive shared so many memories with you, dark and messy nights,
poetic and emotional ones too. every time i hear your name or know that you are near,
my eyes widen. i bite my lip and smile. i get shaky and anticipated, straight to the core.
