You kissed me once, and it was as if the whole universe stood still. The nights our beings ended up in the same room, inadvertently drawn closer to each other though the dawning of midnight had long passed. Breaths heavy with the lingering scent of whatever alcohol of choice we drank down through out the evening as we occupied the same space.
I, constantly going over in my head how I could possibly bring your eyes to mine. Seductively blinking under tired, intoxicated eyelids. Our friends floated in and out of the surrounding space, dancing around us until we were left just with each other.
It's been quite a few years now, but we've occupied the same space since then. Once in a while I find myself wondering if you too remember those moments, and then I laugh cause you were drunk and I was stupid.