Him.
“I stared ridiculously at your direction. I can never understand why you would want me. My built was small, compared to yours. My looks averagely proportionate compared to your sharp jawline. And my eyes lighter brown than your deep brown’s.
I’m a risk taker. I do not care about consequences and I think life is a game with a no reset button. So I fall for you. Let myself fall for you. Heads over heels, over hearts. It scared me, yes. Because you are beautiful. Me? I am average.
And I loved your arm, born out of gym hours. You would take it as a sign of love and face me in a hug. Warm and deeply I sank into your arms, born out of gym hours. To me this is my solace; the curve of your neck and the hardness of your chest. I was born to rest in the nook they form.
The next thing that hits me is your scent. You always had a distinct familiar smell around you, subtle and ravenous. It reminded me of a mix between mint, a tangy flower smell and human. Yes, beneath everything I could still smell a mix of you regardless.
You would kiss my neck. And it would rippled collaboratively through my skin and my heart. If I could whimper I would but instead it echoed to my soft lips, that came to become yours now. So we kissed and raptures, rhapsodies and everything firework related happened.
I kissed you like I missed you for months when only days passed excruciatingly by. You kissed me like you needed me most out of 6 billion in the world. The harder we kissed the more we sank into each other; became one for the purpose of needing each other than never before.
And I do. Mostly because I love you more every single time we loved.”
