He periodically looked at my mouth as I spoke,
As I enlightened him on fascinating art and my new theories on literature
And I began to fumble on my words as my sentence fell apart
An immediate unavoidable reaction to the way his eyes made my lungs expand

We were left staring into each others features
Studying the bumps and smooth edges
Wondering if it were real

His pupils felt magnetic and I felt as if I were familiar with them
As if I had seen them my whole life yet they were new and exciting
With one electric staring contest ,he understood me, and I understood him

The hallway turned dim and the voices drained out
And at just the right instance he ran his fingers
Across the hair that dangled from my head onto my bare shoulders ,
And planted a wet kiss on my dry lips

And his breath escaped his lungs and filled mine
And his neck felt soft against my palm and his hand cold webbed into mine
And his tongue tasted of cheap beer and expensive mint gum

I finally felt safe while everything around me ;us, magnified
Our heart beats, the grunge music playing in the background,
And the tension in my nerves; stronger than ever.

But it was an optimistic type of anxiety, knowing I'd end up in his arms
Tension, because I knew my world would explode that night
Because nothing this amazing could happen with no terrible consequence

But none of this mattered
At that moment, we were escaping, terrified and invincible