Heavy breathing, staring at ceilings.

I remember that first night. Better than anything else.

Oh how your hand fit so well into mine... how your eyes made me melt. And you were also the biggest tease I had ever met. Without actually being a tease at all. You wanted more. But nothing at the same time. You had him. You thought you were happy. Well... I thought you were straight, so it was all fair, hm?

But that first time your lips meshed with mine; Before hand I was so scared. I was trying to calculate. I didn't want to make the wrong move. Yes, we were cuddling. And yes, you were holding on to my hand tight. And then you turned, and I went for the eskimo kiss. You caught me off guard tilting your head enough to switch from nose tips to lips. You stole the first kiss.




And with it; my whole heart.<3