hands so close they basically begged me to hold them, to play with them and to kiss the tips of them till i couldn’t. I’ve watched you slowly winding down for years, and now’s a bad as a time as any to embrace what we feel for each-other.
I’d watch as you’d lean in towards me and a sudden jolt would erupt from within myself. What the fuck was that? I now understand when people would say it just sorta’ happened. It wasn’t planned, but it was never ruled out.
Maybe it was the way you could talk to me without even parting your lips. Or maybe it was the feeling of satisfaction I got when I woke up next to you, happy to be entwined in your sheets, and happy to be alive. You gave me feelings I thought I lost somewhere along the road. I love you more then songs can say, and I promised I’d try to accept that not everybody falls in love at the same time, or with the same person. Sometimes love just happens and nothing can be done about it. Love is hidden behind the third wheel, who doesn’t know when to leave, or even where to start looking for the door. Love was the way the light lit up her eyes and the smell of her skin, and the faint aroma of alcohol on her lips.