July, Walking *{Lightbringer+kittyoemily}*
Aug 20, 2014 0:08:37 GMT -5
Post by kittyoemily on Aug 20, 2014 0:08:37 GMT -5
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Her head leans against my shoulder and I felt closer to her than I have with anyone for a long time. I liked joking, and I am good at it too. I also like opening up though also. My smile is not all smile. I may have found someone who sees me deeper than just a comedic relief in an awkward conversation. Someone who values me. She valued me as a companion. As a person to snuggle up with. She might even value me as her boy friend. We have only known each other for a day, and I will add a second day if you can count running into her and almost sleeping into a long sleep with the concussion, even then it was so fast.
"Well. This is as far as I've ever been with a boy," I looked downward and whispered. " This is the only movement I have made with a girl." I was referring to getting off of that friendship base with a girl. I have never ever really even found a friend who is a girl, led a lone one who might become more than that. I hear the nervousness in her voice as she speaks again. "I guess now we're both on new ground." I know I should feel flattered, and I am, just maybe it is my concussion speaking, but I feel like we may have taken this a bit too far too fast. Does she actually want this? Is she being sincere. A part of me thinks not. A part me can tell that she is regretting getting so close too. Should I leave? These thoughts became even more complicated when she kisses me again. This time with less passion than before. It was almost as if she thought she had to. Is she regretting something? Did I do something wrong, and many other thoughts play through my head.
I know what I was going to have to ask. It pained me to have to. That and what I also have to do. Before I do I take my lips and press the closely to her ear kissing it gently. I take in her smell for maybe one of my last times. I take in the heat I felt from her skin pulsating through my own two lips. Pulling away I drop the towel that was wrapped around us and took a step back leaving her with the one wrapped around her. I stared at her and then for just a second stared at my soaked shoe then looked at her again. " You don't regret meeting me.... do you? " I took a breath." You don't regret going this far do you? Tell me the truth?" Some how I felt my heart break for a moment at the thought of her regretting this. This,what we had between us. I know what I thought about not caring if she liked me back and how I will always like her and be okay with that. No it was some sick joke that I played on myself. I actually did care. A half a heart cares to have the other half in order to function. Love is the same way. It must go between both. Suddenly a small tear makes its way to out of my eyes. The thought of loosing her or just plain of knowing she was never mine hurt me than anything I have experienced so far. I was an acorn that was being cracked open then smashed into a million of pieces.
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occ: not all relationships are perfect? XD umm take it what comes naturally. lol umm make it good? No matter what you think I want or expect do what you have been doing so far it has been working and making this thread "juicy " lol
Daniel Sizzing
Her head leans against my shoulder and I felt closer to her than I have with anyone for a long time. I liked joking, and I am good at it too. I also like opening up though also. My smile is not all smile. I may have found someone who sees me deeper than just a comedic relief in an awkward conversation. Someone who values me. She valued me as a companion. As a person to snuggle up with. She might even value me as her boy friend. We have only known each other for a day, and I will add a second day if you can count running into her and almost sleeping into a long sleep with the concussion, even then it was so fast.
"Well. This is as far as I've ever been with a boy," I looked downward and whispered. " This is the only movement I have made with a girl." I was referring to getting off of that friendship base with a girl. I have never ever really even found a friend who is a girl, led a lone one who might become more than that. I hear the nervousness in her voice as she speaks again. "I guess now we're both on new ground." I know I should feel flattered, and I am, just maybe it is my concussion speaking, but I feel like we may have taken this a bit too far too fast. Does she actually want this? Is she being sincere. A part of me thinks not. A part me can tell that she is regretting getting so close too. Should I leave? These thoughts became even more complicated when she kisses me again. This time with less passion than before. It was almost as if she thought she had to. Is she regretting something? Did I do something wrong, and many other thoughts play through my head.
I know what I was going to have to ask. It pained me to have to. That and what I also have to do. Before I do I take my lips and press the closely to her ear kissing it gently. I take in her smell for maybe one of my last times. I take in the heat I felt from her skin pulsating through my own two lips. Pulling away I drop the towel that was wrapped around us and took a step back leaving her with the one wrapped around her. I stared at her and then for just a second stared at my soaked shoe then looked at her again. " You don't regret meeting me.... do you? " I took a breath." You don't regret going this far do you? Tell me the truth?" Some how I felt my heart break for a moment at the thought of her regretting this. This,what we had between us. I know what I thought about not caring if she liked me back and how I will always like her and be okay with that. No it was some sick joke that I played on myself. I actually did care. A half a heart cares to have the other half in order to function. Love is the same way. It must go between both. Suddenly a small tear makes its way to out of my eyes. The thought of loosing her or just plain of knowing she was never mine hurt me than anything I have experienced so far. I was an acorn that was being cracked open then smashed into a million of pieces.
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occ: not all relationships are perfect? XD umm take it what comes naturally. lol umm make it good? No matter what you think I want or expect do what you have been doing so far it has been working and making this thread "juicy " lol