5.14.18

There were too many nights spent with my limbs tangled up with yours, hands searching for answers on your skin, and muffled smiles on my lips against yours. These were the days drenched in sun and rain and a storm of feelings we weren't prepared for. That one night, the second of the month, when I somehow gained the courage I didn't have in the fall -- it changed everything. It changed everything in all the right ways, the ways I wasn't expecting it to. I never thought I would dive in like that, after previously dancing around the topic. The water wasn't cold, as I assumed it would be. It was lukewarm and heating up with every touch of your lips against mine. Normally, I would be mentally writing down this scene, eager to remember it forever, desperate to capture every single word and look and thought passed through me. But I was too busy living in the moment, trying to take everything in and feel your lips on mine so I wouldn't have to remember it later. I wanted so badly to live in the moment forever, and goddamn, I wish I could have.