I fell so deeply in love with you. It fell as easily as the leaves in autumn. It was so unreal, and fuzzy . A dream... and as i slowly woke, my eyes registered your serene face looking back at me. Suddenly, my pillow became damp, and i soon realized after you had caressed my face that i had in fact been crying.
"Everyday...", you whisper so sweetly to me with the softest smile, "Everyday you wake up and cry when you see me...Am i still frightening?"
And i remember my fear for you, i recall it so well I'm feeling the tingle in my fingers from the numbing cold of the rainy day we first met. I was so afraid of the person you were, violent and lost. Lonely and crazy.
I'm slipping in the memories and am getting wound up until your sweetness rings in my ears once again.
"My sweet little baby", you coo, "Please come back to me. Tell me what's wrong."
"I'm remembering you for the first time. You were so scary. But for some reason I never ran a way from you. I guess..." I pause for a moment, letting the cracks in my voice fill with your breaths. "I guess I'm crying because I'm so glad your'e not a dream. I've dreamed for something this beautiful for so long and here you are."
You blush, on top of your already flushed cheeks. The circles under your cool blue eyes melt away as you look into me. I stare at those eyes, I fall into them, into you and bite my lips to remind me I'm not dreaming. You lean closer and I shiver from the lack of distance between our bodies.
Slowly, and carefully, you take my cheek and kiss my top lip. Right on the bow. To the teardrop, which you claim is your favorite part on my body. I don't understand it really, there's always dead skin hanging there when my lips are dry. But I've stopped questioning your sanity long ago.
Now I just take it, as you nibble the flesh that's beginning to crack there, while your tongue sneakily tickles my inner smile with it's tip. And then, like always, out of nowhere...you kiss me deeply. Thoroughly. Passionately.
My mind sparks with pigmented lights of blue and pink and orange, your face's color palette. The creamy look of your skin, like i'm bathing in almond milk. Oh my dear... I love you.
I love you.