...no strings attached?

One day, something changed between you and me. I don’t know what the trigger was. Maybe it was the handfuls of alcohol-driven text messages or the late nights spent listening to each other breathe. Somewhere along the way, it was deep-rooted in each of us that I meant something to you and you meant something to me.

Our first night. It feels like a dream when I think about it. Not because it was magical or even special, but because I still don’t feel as if it happened. Like you would take the reach toward me. But my head rested so perfectly on your shoulder, and your fingers traced my spine gently. When we breathed in the same rhythm and our minds got tired, you kissed me. It wasn’t gentle and it wasn’t sweet. It was passionate and just what I hoped it would be. For the sixty minutes that followed, I belonged to you and you belonged to me.

We stayed apart for a week. Together we acknowledged that something was happening between us, but we weren’t going to talk about it. I was okay with that. I spent the week wondering what you meant to me and you spent the week with your ex-girlfriend. I was still figuring it all out.

Things were consistent upon our return. I had a stressful day and you invited me to your room. You held me in such a way that I forgot everything else. You kissed me fearlessly, and let me rest my head on your pillow. By now, people noticed there was an “us.” I’m completely comfortable around you and that scares me. You open the door of the car for me, introduce me to all your friends, bring me coffee, and call me “sunshine.”

You don’t even need to charm me anymore. You know what I want, and how to hide it from me. Likewise, I know how to get you all to myself…and that’s exactly what I’m doing. Maybe I deserve better than you, but that doesn’t mean we can’t keep enjoying each other’s company. No. Strings. Attached.

That can’t be possible. The attachment is already there. I see it in your eyes. I feel it in every single kiss. Something makes you stand out. Your skin on mine is just different. One person has never made me feel this way. With you, I surrender my body, my heart, my mind. I feel it all. I’ve spent so many years numb in my ways, and every time you touch me…I wake up.