Took me a year to be able to write about you. Hopefully you will enjoy part 2 in the series of “Our story”. My crazy, wild experience with my first crush in the big city.
Meeting you for the first time was one of those nervous moments but you made it so easy with that warmth smile of yours and those breathtaking chocolate brown eyes of yours made me feel at peace.
That was the day I knew I liked you more than I should. Your chest soon became my favourite place and your arms were my new home, where I felt safe. Your lips were my oxygen.
Talking to you was the best part of my day, something I was looking forward to and you never disappointed me with your words.
I remember that day I wasn’t feeling myself and I texted you to come and give me a hug and not long there you were standing with your arms open. Lol I remember you asking me “what’s wrong ? Did my dog die or something” . Your mad face was just the one. Crazy but my punishment for the hug was me cooking for you which I enjoyed doing.
You were mine but I was not yours.
To be continued….