The stars are awfully bright tonight,I admire them as I lean against him in content on his encircling me as he rest his chin on my right shoulder.
The breeze is really cool tonight,I let it ruffle up my hair its wind.
Everything's so calming as we rest after a frightful ,not for him but me.I hate heights,I'm never in control in what will happen and I can't feel ground under 's why I love the earth.
Then again I like how he's so passionate about flying that it made me want to try it too.I wanted to share the experience of the joy he felt when he was in the air.
Sadly the plan wasn't so smooth.I couldn't enjoy it at all.
I was busy gripping tightly onto him as we soared through the my teeth the whole time as I try to force myself to look down and get used to the sensation above solid ,on the other hand was quite now and tried his best to reassure me as he piloted his chair, its wings glided through the air tried not to make any drastic moves in the sky as to not frighten me more.
I feel bad,as I was the one to ask him to let me ride the glider with he can't fully enjoy the ride either.
Now I'm just exhausted from the stress.
"Sorry Teo,I still can't stand heights even though you love the skies so much"I say sadly,downcasting my face with my palms on my knees.
Suddenly I felt something pressed against my was a kiss.
I blushed a tint of pink at the turned to face me.
"Actually.I'm very happy you tried to participate in something I may take time for you to get used to it but you'll get there soon,no worries.."He grin widely making me smile.
"I hope that that will be soon as I want to enjoy it with you"I said as I gaze up in the sky.
"I want to enjoy the things you love too,would you introduce me to them tomorrow?"Teo asked.
I stared at him in surprise,but am happy."Sure!"I replied cheerfully.
At that moment,his lips captured kiss lasted for moments in his arms,before he released chuckled while I giggled in both then return to what we were doing before.
Me resting in his arms,as we spend the rest of the evening star gazing.
I may not love the skies,but I love the man who soars them.