I miss the way we were mere feet apart.
Your eyes would focus briefly my way and all I wanted was to watch a smile form beneath your perfect gaze.
And there it was.
The smile that changed everything. My world, my heart, my thoughts. I was unable to form coherent sentences for the small glint of you to my right hindered me from anything but you.
Again. I saw you again in the dim light of my bedside lamp and I all I could think about was what I looked at. Your dark brown eyes, the way your silhouette spoke all for itself, your voice, your hair, the outline of your shoulders, your waist.
You finally kissed me and off I went. Now I had felt what it was to know exactly what I wanted. You. Us. WE.
From that day on all I can think about, like a broken record, are your lips, your hands, your skin on mine telling me, wanting me, loving me. So I would crave you. Now I need you and you aren’t here.
You aren’t across the room to the right of my eye.
You aren’t in front of me, smiling from nerves.
You aren’t here, and here is the only place I want to be right now.
I hate this.
“Maybe one day we won’t have to just come out. People will just understand that we love people, we love a certain kind of gender or sex and it doesn’t matter who you love.”
I likes this :]