It`s a rainy day
so we’ll cancel plans and arrange for us to stay indoors. The only question is, my house or yours? We can buy our favorite snacks, Redbox a movie we both haven’t watched, and compile multiple blankets. These blankets that we don’t really need at all, because honestly, I know my body alone can help you stay warm. But I’m too shy to let you know that I want to be close, so I’ll use these blankets to slowly, yet surely, make my way to your side. I yearn to feel your shoulders brush up against mine, and I wouldn’t mind eventually having your arms around me. Then we think to ourselves, renting a movie wasn’t necessary because it becomes nothing but white noise and light compared to the conversation we’ve started under those blankets. Oh how I love blankets. So we whisper confessions of the past and present, and steadily the distance between our bodies grows smaller. Your presence is appreciated, and I love the way you don’t care that I’m in my pajamas with tousled hair. In fact, you’d rather have me this way. The converse into the late hours of the night, the rain and clouds disguising the time. But we don’t mind, we just wish time would slow down. Occasionally, I had to ask him to repeat what he said because as cliché as it sounds, I got lost in the look in his eyes. Did I ever mention he has utterly gorgeous eyes? What was our favorite snacks evolved into food for knowledge, because I was beginning to know you on levels deeper, yet higher than your average acquaintance. And I thought to myself, this person has the potential to hold my secrets. We laid beneath that heap of blankets with no desire to include the rest of the world. As for our phones, I put mine on silent because I needed to let him know he had my full attention. He deserved that much. And I won’t assume but I didn’t hear his phone go off either, so maybe we feel mutually? A girl can hope for the best. So the rain continued to pour, and so did our thoughts and stories. We vibed so casually never really considering that it would have to come to an end. But there was the sun, genuinely shining rays of warmth and light through blinds that once hid such gloom from the rain. As we folded the blankets and cleared away our snacks, we both knew our conversation was finally coming to a pause. But I was grateful so everything that rainy day brought. So I didn’t feel so bad about having to leave, and I smiled on the inside and out. So I looked him in the eye, gave him a smirk that revealed my happiness while still concealing my shyness, and thanked him for a much needed evening. And he asked, “Did you want to get breakfast?” And I said, “I would love to.”