Walking home from being with you.
It's 6am in the mid of winter.
The wind moving around with a numbing cold.
Snowflakes gently falling to the ground.
But still I smile.
I look around at all the street lights and,
See beauty everywhere I turn.
Feeling so happy.
So free.
The cold doesn't even touch me.
For you had finally gotten the courage,
To kiss me for the first time.
As I walk, I start to think.
Of all that has just pasted.
How you seemed so unsure of yourself at first.
How your lips felt like perfection against mine.
How kissing you made me feel so happy inside.
I think about everything.
Every touch,
Every thought,
Every breathe that had accord.
Every moment of being in your arms.
It makes me feel better than anything in this world.
The night was amazing.
Or well morning I guess...
I spent the whole time worrying.
But right now as I walk home.
I am so glad that I sneaked out to be with you.
As I keep walking the snow fall gets heavier with every second.
And the wind starts to pick up.
I have only two thoughts left on my mind
How hard it is to fall asleep without you there,
and how truly amazing you are.