In Bed

It was where I remember my life spun to a different course. She asked me if I wanted to, and how I wanted to, then next thing we know, we were happening. We were happening like we have been happening, if only we were brave enough to admit that indeed, there’s something going on.

A neglected bottle of red remained witness, we chose to happen. And that sweet little neck of gossips stood tall in the presence of what could be the best thing that ever happened to me. I can’t believe how lucky I am. I feel so overwhelmed by things.

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When they said life is full of surprises, it didn’t really occur to me that it can be like this:Β tender, surreal, pulsing, sweet, breathtaking, wild, relaxed. While typing this, I have this picture in my head. It was when she was wearing her white shirt, supposedly my favorite shirt of hers, and her hair was this sticky mess, like she haven’t taken a bath after a long day, and she was just slouching on the bed, probably hanging in the middle of saying something. In that moment, like in every similar moment, I just know I’m looking at someone I really love.

So I’ll kiss you longer baby any chance that I get. I’ll make the most of the minutes and love with no regrets.

Time went by too fast. Things ended too soon. Those are the parts I hated about my recent weekend. But, I can’t complain. I experienced life with M. I experienced what it was like to let myself just love this person life granted me, by surprise. It was nice.

Song for this feeling:Β Like I’m Gonna Lose You –Β Meghan Trainor, John Legend

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Always, K

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