☆ The Stars Peek Through And Between The Clouds ☆
Category: Blogging
Current mood:  imaginative

We're on the roof of that abandoned asylum tonight. We decided to go there because we love abandoned places and it's pretty creepy, and that sure does suit our aesthetic.
Despite the chilly weather and slight wind, we aren't wearing jackets. A blessing for me since your muscular arms are quite a nice show. Ofcourse I've never told you, but although your tattoos are beautiful and make you hotter than the average guy, they aren't the only interesting thing about your body. As you give me your hand for me to hold while stepping over water and slippy grounds, I almost trip. You laugh and it resonates in the wind and slightly in my head. Your long black hair looks majestic in the wind and I can't help but laugh too while I reach for your hair. It looks soft, and knowing already what I want, you move your hair out of your face to one side so I could reach it easily. Your teeth don't show anymore but you still have a slight smile on your lips. You seem content as I play with your hair. Our hands are still holding and you don't seem to notice, but my heart beats faster by the minute. And I catch a glimpse of your blue eyes, that shine slightly, even in the dark like now. I've taken pictures of them before but nothing could make me as crazy for you as seeing them looking back at me. A gentle breeze roams through the sky and hides the moon behind clouds as I shiver. You notice my shaking and in a gentle gesture you detach your hand from mine to take me in your arms. Maybe you did notice our hands were holding but didn't want to let go? "Are you cold? Is this better, is it alright?" You softly ask me and I whisper that it is much better while your arms hold tighter onto me and I feel your warmth against my body. You're a little taller than me though, so I rest my head against your chest. Your heart seems to beat fast too? You rub my back and I hold you tighter too now, enjoying the moment and completely forgetting about the wind as I only think about you and how much I love you. Truly I don't know if you love me too, but if you do, neither of us has said anything yet. You pull slightly back and I look up to you. Our eyes lock and I admire what I can see of them, oh how I wish I could see them clearly now. But I wouldn't give up this moment for anything in the world. You smile softly at me and I smile too. Your small grin transforms into a sly smile and you keep get closer to me until your eyes drift from mine to my lips a second before our lips touch. I move my hand from your back to your neck and the kiss deepens. Everything around me disappears for a few seconds although I'm sure my brain paints the picture of us kissing on the roof of this abandoned creepy asylum. Nothing has ever felt this real before, and it seems I'm tasting my favorite dessert again after being restricted any sugar for 2 months. Soon enough - too soon - you pull back and we admire each - other's faces. Your eyes sparkle with excitment, joy and surprise. Why are you surprised, was it not obvious I am obsessed with you? You smile brightly and I smile too, and as you pull me back in a hug and kiss my forehead, I feel your heartbeat going just as fast as mine. Shortly after this we sit on the edge of the building looking at the stars, you take my hand and look at me. I look back and hear you whisper just loud enough for me to hear: "I love you." My heart seems to be exploding now, and I don't hesitate a minute to answer that I feel the same as we go in for another kiss under the cloudy sky. The stars peek through and between the clouds just to watch us living our teenage romance.