this helps, sorry if its sad
you came over. you had come from a wedding of a friend. nice wedding you said, "a little too hot outside and long though.."
I hated when you said things like that, its a wedding for petes sake.
at that point I was starry eyed over you though. it didn't matter what you said.
I was wearing my favorite levi shorts. cut offs. they don't fit anymore I gave them away to someone.
and just a tank top, but the way you had your eyes on me, I felt gorgeous. you told me so.
we made tacos. i think. or did you already eat? no - we made tacos. we always made tacos. It was a summer night, so the sliding door was open, I had the cd player on, don't remember to what. We sat at the table and ate. We sat on the porch and talked. We had gone to the grocery store together, I remember being more happier at a grocery store than I had ever been in my life, because it was with you. You were so handsome.
After we ate and did what else we were doing that night, I think we danced a little, we laid on the couch. But on opposite sides. Your feet were by my arms, and my feet by your arms. It was so we couldn't get carried away.
But you rubbed my feet, and played with them. and you seemed never happier to just touch my feet. and I put my your feet in my armpits, as a joke. you were flattered that i was that comfortable with you. silly things meant a lot. that stage of the relationship.
Even when my roomate walked in, I didn't pull away, we just laid there with our feet on each other, and she gave us a look. When she went to her room, you said thanks for not pulling away...
I said I didn't care what anyone thought.
when you left my heart was dancing. it was my favorite night of "us"
just our pure friendship, our pure feelings for each other, our ableness to hang out and enjoy each others company. simpleness of laying on the opposite sides of the couch...
I hated when you said things like that, its a wedding for petes sake.
at that point I was starry eyed over you though. it didn't matter what you said.
I was wearing my favorite levi shorts. cut offs. they don't fit anymore I gave them away to someone.
and just a tank top, but the way you had your eyes on me, I felt gorgeous. you told me so.
we made tacos. i think. or did you already eat? no - we made tacos. we always made tacos. It was a summer night, so the sliding door was open, I had the cd player on, don't remember to what. We sat at the table and ate. We sat on the porch and talked. We had gone to the grocery store together, I remember being more happier at a grocery store than I had ever been in my life, because it was with you. You were so handsome.
After we ate and did what else we were doing that night, I think we danced a little, we laid on the couch. But on opposite sides. Your feet were by my arms, and my feet by your arms. It was so we couldn't get carried away.
But you rubbed my feet, and played with them. and you seemed never happier to just touch my feet. and I put my your feet in my armpits, as a joke. you were flattered that i was that comfortable with you. silly things meant a lot. that stage of the relationship.
Even when my roomate walked in, I didn't pull away, we just laid there with our feet on each other, and she gave us a look. When she went to her room, you said thanks for not pulling away...
I said I didn't care what anyone thought.
when you left my heart was dancing. it was my favorite night of "us"
just our pure friendship, our pure feelings for each other, our ableness to hang out and enjoy each others company. simpleness of laying on the opposite sides of the couch...