All I remember when I first think of that day.. is..
I swear, I don't think I'v ever laughed, ever been as dorky, ever blushed or smiled or felt as full as I did that day..
That day..The first time I met my boyfriend..
It wasn't love at first sight, suddenly attached to some attractive stranger from afar..
It was meeting my best friend after knowing him.
It was meeting my other half, so to speak, after getting into his mind, looking around for a while and saying "hey, I really like it here"
It was like.. a dream..
He was shaking.. Shaking like one of those baby toys that you pull the string on, and they vibrate themselves off the table.
We stood awkwardly for a few moments, smiling like idiots, and shaking with excitement and fear.
Then we hugged.. our first hug... in seven and three quarter months..
I could feel all of him.. His thin form fitting perfectly in my arms.. nuzzling up against his neck.. feeling his heart beating a hundred thousand times a second.. holding onto each other longer than the unspoken normal hug time..
It was enough to make me scream and cry in pure, unbridled joy.
· Sat Nov 20, 2010 @ 07:25pm · 0 Comments