5.
It happened.
I was a fool to think it wouldn’t.
Our lips touched.
So softly it could have been written off as an accident.
So light, so airy, so pure, so simple.
It happened so slowly and then all at once.
It’s all happening so slowly.
I love that.
“What did you think of our New Year’s kiss?”
How could I be honest?
How could I tell you the exactly three tiny lip kisses we shared today made my heart leap?
I think you’ve stuck and trapped me forever.
I can’t tell you how badly I want you.
I still feel your arm around my thigh.
My muscle memory clings to you. Wherever you touch, I blush.
My blood tries to leave my body, to touch you, to engulf you.
Every time you kiss my chest, I know you feel my heart race.