About That Night

This was the first time I met you. Your smile graciously blinded my eyes as I tried to memorize every note that your voice made. Hiding your laughter behind the sleeves on that black sweater, I'm just doing my best to keep this conversation going. We walked together on this frigid night, as a stranger said we looked like a cute couple. We chuckled awkwardly while I took a glance at you. In the back of my mind, I secretly wished this was true. You see- my thoughts seems to romanticize every moment as I play these memories back on a TV screen. Like losing the remote behind the seat cushion, I'm stuck here looking at the details in your broken heart. I'm left wondering why someone like you has been hurt so many times. Yet I could say the same thing about myself. Honestly I'm just glad we found each other tonight. We were later in a mood for some tacos. You tried eating -faced the other way because you were shy of looking messy, which I thought was cute. And I accidentally overloaded my order with onions, forgetting to save room for your sweet lips. I can't believe I just said that, but could ya' really blame me wanting you for dessert. Driving to a view I know of, we swerved off the road thinking we saw a klan member. Yes, a klan member. We laughed in disbelief, wondering who in their right mind would run around at a time like this. Thinking about it now, when is the timing ever right?- for me at least. We parked over and trespassed up this hill. My lungs begin mimicking of how out of breath I was, while you still radiated under these stars. Closing your eyes, as I guided you up. I took a moment to paint this picture in my head. You then gazed out to the city lights as Frank Ocean played on my speaker. Not knowing how to ask you to dance with me, I threw my arms out hoping you'd put yourself in them. And you did. Taking a deep breath of this cold air, I was lucky enough to still feel your warmth on my skin. I've realized it's been months since I held anyone this close to myself. I continued to re-adjust my grip on you, hoping that time doesn't slip away. Then slowly placed my cheek on your head as we swayed around with my two left feet. This felt... nice. At this time, I started resisting the urge to kiss you. I wanted to fully show you self love before you found anything in me. I'm just hoping you didn't take those subtle moments the wrong way. So here I am, still thinking that kiss will be worth the wait.