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Literary: To my First Valentine

2/11/2015 08:46:00 PM Media Center 0 Comments


Almost a year ago, we were unexpectedly in the same room filled with bustling people, breathing the same stale air, happily ignoring each other—or at least I was pretty sure I was ignoring you.

Soon after, we were almost alone. Talking about practically anything, with you making me laugh for the first time.

Coincidentally, we were going to the same place that night. I was planning to come alone but you asked if I could come with you instead and I think a said yes.

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I was impatiently waiting for my favorite band to play but instead I found you waiting beside me, with that lofty grin on your face—the one I can never seem to get enough of. I think I smiled back.

We were together the entire night, trying out menacing rides, stuffing ourselves with crappy food, and playing silly games. Half the time, I swear I was just ignoring you. But you never left my side. 

Right now, we are standing on the same street filled with bustling people we don’t care about, breathing in the sweetness of the same air, happily digging our eyes into each other—and I am pretty sure you’re the only person I ever want to look at.

For the rest of my life.

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