Never Be

I never thought I'd be the kind of girl who'd squeal when a guy would kiss her ...until he did. This kiss was sweet and nervous and I'll take it a dozen more times. And thank you and the powers that be, but it was from him- reaching down to me and kissing over and over again. My heart melts. And I really don't care what happens next. We could forget it all but I'd still have that moment of slowly reaching in, slower. I couldn't have written it better and I love writing. All of a sudden we were inches and we smiled, and we were closer, and then I ducked and smiled and he did the same. Over and over again. Until, he kissed me. And I pulled back in surprise and reached in for more. And we both blushed and realized what happened.

It's in writing now...no matter what happens, I'll take tonight and be so fucking happy about what happens next, I'll take an inch. Any inch.