Somebody Told the World the Beauty of Your Verse

sitting there in a silent movie, beside the only girl who really every knew me

I've never been a very good flirt.
Or maybe I'm too good for my own good.
I can't even tell when I do it anymore.
I like to be direct.

Maybe it was the timing.
Maybe it had just been too long.
too long since...
Whatever it was. I don't regret a moment.

He didn't even kiss me. Goodness.

we lie on the floor of his room watching video's.
he didn't have a bed yet.
slowly moving his arms around me.
and then down.
down.
slowly.


I had to fix this quick.
so I turned to face him.


Things just escalated.
It went slow. but felt like everything was a dream.
I couldn't keep up with reality.
Just wanted to lie there and take it all in.

we were sloppy.
not sure of where it was going.
and later I would wonder if suddenly this made me a slut.
but not to me. and not to him.

new and exciting. It was so different.
electric

afterwards. the first thing he said.
"..could I hold you?"

The time was 5:48am