"At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, All the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, Everything was transformed and enchanted, everything made sense." - Hermann Hesse


I know how Alec kissed. His tongue was a little too soft and after kissing him I mostly had to swap away a little of his slobber. But that right now. That wasn't anything like the way Alec kissed. It was soft but hard. Small but huge. My brain wasn't really thinking right now but really enjoying. His tongue right now in my mouth. Oh, heaven! And now, his hands. One on my cheek and the other one on my neck. If I wouldn't have kissed a thousand times before I would say this is my first kiss. One that leaves me without doubts.


"I can't stop thinking." I lay my eyes on the letter in front of me. His handwriting is steadily, as if he is sure in writing what he is about to.
"I can't stop thinking about you." I read again.

"Gillian.
I can't stop thinking about you. I lay wide awake. My head and heart can't rest. There's this feeling inside me I cannot describe. I can't say it otherwise. Maybe it's always been there. Maybe it's still fresh.

I love you.

I really do."

And I never was so sure about anything else before:

You left me no choice but in loving you back.


Thanks for reading. Am a little rusty in writing. You like it? Let me know.

I still love them as I'm sure you do too.

As always all errors are mine to keep.