A story about a boy and a girl. Simple as that.




For some crazy reason you texted me that night and I did everything I could to keep the conversation going and it hasn't stopped since. 

It wasn't even flirting then, Not for me. But I just felt so good finally meeting someone new and I was actually looking forward to hanging out with new friends. I had no idea there would be the sparkle.

I was on my way to the classroom when I saw you in the hall talking to someone. And I felt that tingling feeling in my stomach growing stronger and stronger. I waited around just a bit longer so maybe you'd notice me. And you did. You smiled.
 In that moment I knew.

I've spent the next days wondering whether I'll get a chance to talk to you. And there was this party. A night when our lives finally interlaced, just the way our hands did in the dim light.

We weren't sober and we weren't shy. When we locked lips I knew it was gonna be a night I'll remember, even though I was convinced you'd leave the next day. But you promised you won't. And I gave you  a week, You stayed. And here we are. I can't help but smile at the thought of you.




                                                                              

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