here's an entry I wrote a while ago, when I had a massive crush. there's kissing involved...
i dreamt about kissing him for the first time last night. i mean, not the first time i dreamt it, although it might have been, but it was a dream about our first kiss. i just woke up so this might not make sense.
i was at his place (or it was supposed to be anyway), we were sitting on the couch listening to Queens of the Stone Age (i think), he was looking at a book, mouthing along with the lyrics. he looked at me and smiled and said something, i'm not sure what now. i laid my head on his shoulder at first, and then wrapped my arms around him, slowly nuzzling my face against his neck. i whispered in his ear, "what was that you just said again?", with my lips just barely touching his ear. he mumbled something in response. we stayed that way for a second, maybe 30, i don't know. then i moved back and he got up and started pacing around. i got up too, he was walking toward his front door and he stopped, was looking at me. i approached him slowly and wrapped my arms around his waist, hugging him. he hesitated a split second and then wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. after a second i pulled back, and i started to murmur, "i should..." but when i looked at him, i stopped. i remember i started to walk forward, backing him into the nearest wall, but before we reached it, he bent one leg and put his foot against the wall to stop us. i slowly moved to kiss him and his eyes never left mine, his remained open even as mine fell closed at the last second before our lips touched. a soft, almost chaste kiss, just our lips pressing together for a second or two. and as i moved back and began to open my eyes -
i dreamt about kissing him for the first time last night. i mean, not the first time i dreamt it, although it might have been, but it was a dream about our first kiss. i just woke up so this might not make sense.
i was at his place (or it was supposed to be anyway), we were sitting on the couch listening to Queens of the Stone Age (i think), he was looking at a book, mouthing along with the lyrics. he looked at me and smiled and said something, i'm not sure what now. i laid my head on his shoulder at first, and then wrapped my arms around him, slowly nuzzling my face against his neck. i whispered in his ear, "what was that you just said again?", with my lips just barely touching his ear. he mumbled something in response. we stayed that way for a second, maybe 30, i don't know. then i moved back and he got up and started pacing around. i got up too, he was walking toward his front door and he stopped, was looking at me. i approached him slowly and wrapped my arms around his waist, hugging him. he hesitated a split second and then wrapped his arms around me, holding me close. after a second i pulled back, and i started to murmur, "i should..." but when i looked at him, i stopped. i remember i started to walk forward, backing him into the nearest wall, but before we reached it, he bent one leg and put his foot against the wall to stop us. i slowly moved to kiss him and his eyes never left mine, his remained open even as mine fell closed at the last second before our lips touched. a soft, almost chaste kiss, just our lips pressing together for a second or two. and as i moved back and began to open my eyes -
i woke up.
ugh.
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*grins*
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