He Was Lying On My Bed.
"Yeah that was so funny."
The words came out more eagerly than I had planned. I was standing by the bed while he was laughing, having a good time.
...So I jumped on my bed. It was mine after all.
Then he started tickling me.
"Stop it!" I pleaded in between giggles.
After a while he gave up. "Okay okay."
At this time I was all tangled up in myself,
And he was back onto his back
While I was kneeling slightly over him.
...Then it hit me.
He stopped laughing.
I stopped giggling.
We just stayed there in that position,
looking deeply into each others eyes.
Then I leaned in and kissed him.
It was like one of those slow, passionate, amazing
kisses you see in movies like
A Walk To Remember or The Notebook.
I can't explain it.
His lips felt so soft.
My whole world was spinning.
"I love you." He whispered.
And Then I Woke Up.
nmf/q