falling back into real space... going back in real time...
Last night time stood still... It was perfect. I haven't felt this way for a long while... He was soooo fine... The conversations was light and funny and soooo "sunset-sunrise"-like that everything just fellinto place like pieces puzzles fitting securedly in their rightful places.
I can't believe that I let him kiss me! (Well, honestly, people who aren't being promiscuous nowadays are the square ones... It's just a kiss! I'm twenty-something for crying out loud and I'm technically single so what's wrong with that!?!?!).... But it was worth all the first date jitters and feeling like you're 16 again... I feel lighter... I haven't felt care free for months now.
There might be a chance that I may not see him again after that first night of contructive flirting but I'm thankful that I did bump into him.
a little bit of flirting can go a long way....