Fireflies, fairy dust, flowing sparks and floating stars, flickering in the air, falling light moats around us when we’re together.
We curled closer.
Peachy lights casting enchanted glow and cold night air I don’t feel when I’m with him. Heart all aflutter when I realize how he feels about me. Comfortable quiet of the hushed world beyond and the harmony of our emotions trembling in sound waves between us.
The way he looks at me… “And how’s that?” Like you love me. “I do.”
If you thought my heart was beating quickly before…
The way he makes me feel when he says my name, the way my heart melts at the sound of his softest voice, the way he makes the air crackle with electricity when he’s near me (the boy brings the sun to its knees every night*).
The way he makes me miss him. The way I almost want to resent him for making me miss him so much (but he says I do the same to him and it’s not fair). The way it dawns on me every time that as tired as I am of waiting for him, he’s beyond worth it. The way I discover over and over that he is everything I’ve been looking for (he is my wildest dreams). The way I’m simultaneously euphoric and petrified when I realize my heart isn’t just my own anymore – it’s also his.
We curled further into each other.
The way I always have and always will forget to take things one day at a time.
The way I simply wouldn’t change a thing…
You’re just too good to be true, can’t take my eyes off of you. -Franki Valli
* “I know I should crumble for better reasons
but have you seen that boy he brings
the sun to its knees every night.” – Milk and Honey, Rupi Kaur