27/7/20

Mumble

I'm distracted today. Too many topics are dancing in my lips to notice anything else from you.
I can't stop; I'm so happy when you're so entangled in how much I have to say. I can sense it in your eyes, soft and caring, embracing my form wordlessly; as if my musings were to be protected at all costs.
It was in a time like this one, that I fell for you.
We were in deep conversation, and I loved what you had to say. Your speeches felt like a magnet to my mind, so fascinated, so young and rebel.
Nowadays, I'm the one who has to look away from your intense gaze, so full of emotions I can't yet decode.

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It was natural. We both were natural.
You mumbled some song in my ear and my core felt numb from such intense butterflies dancing in it.
I couldn't reply instantly. I nooded, and kept my emotions to myself. 
It felt natural. Like I belonged to your arms and you belonged to mine. 
A happy knot from both ends of the rope. An unnamed force going between your lips to mine, as if they needed to be together or the sky would fell in our heads at any moment.
You hugged me closer, and I fell again in the spider's web. I didn't want to let go. I prefer this side of you better than any other you had showed off to everybody but me.
But me, as if I was special. As special as you were in my heart.
We were doomed for a lifetime the moment we clicked that afternoon.

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You have a tendency, and I of course notice it every single time. 
I know what it means, and I deep down enjoy it at good measure. It lifts my spirits, it makes me smile, it makes me want to cuddle with you forever.
It makes me feel so happy I could fly.
Maybe I'm a little ecstatic about it.. too much. But I enjoy it to no end, and won't stop in any near future.
Because those little details belong to me only, and no one can keep them away from me.