Limerence
15 december 2013
We laughed and smoked cigarettes and talked about people we went to high school with. It wasn’t until I told you about how bad my last kiss was that you put your hand on my knee. It was dark, only the light from the street lamps shone into your ’93 pick-up truck. I could smell the cigarettes on your breath.
It happened really slow, we would casually change positions until I was laying with my head in your lap, looking up at you. We compared hand sizes and you twisted our hands together, putting them on my stomach. I’ll never forget how you looked down at me, smiling, and how I was nervous so I couldn’t help but giggle.
Then, you leaned down and kissed me with a sort of hesitance, but I kissed you back so you knew it was more than okay. In that moment, sparks flew. For the first time, I felt my heart stop when somebody kissed me. Limerence has clouded my mind and heart and I don’t know that I want it to end.
It happened really slow, we would casually change positions until I was laying with my head in your lap, looking up at you. We compared hand sizes and you twisted our hands together, putting them on my stomach. I’ll never forget how you looked down at me, smiling, and how I was nervous so I couldn’t help but giggle.
Then, you leaned down and kissed me with a sort of hesitance, but I kissed you back so you knew it was more than okay. In that moment, sparks flew. For the first time, I felt my heart stop when somebody kissed me. Limerence has clouded my mind and heart and I don’t know that I want it to end.