Alaska

early morning after a sleepless night of lying next to the wrong person trying to get sleep... I got up to wash my face waiting for them to wake up...
I sat there staring to simply nothing through the glass door that leads to the balcony.
getting lost with my thoughts again .. but no! this time my head finds itself else where .. my head spinning in one place repeating her name .. yes her name .. I've been thinking a lot about her lately uncontrollably... well, you can't blame me if you meet her .. she's .. she ... I really don't know how to put all of what she is into words.. like seriously saying she's amazing or wonderful .. these words are too small its shameful to be calling her using them.. I mean she's something else! she's a wonderland herself and I find myself wonderfully losing it,
ever since I met her ever since day one.. I knew she was interesting I also knew that if I get to know her a little more I'm going to be starting a never ending journey "an adventure" a crazy crazy adventure !
weirdly talking to her for the first time had this odd vibe that I don't usually get around others .. it was too comfy and safe.. we started talking daily just texting each others about our day and mostly ending up in a deep conversation which is totally new to me, I don't usually talk to anyone about my life and yet I was ready to spill my whole life to a stranger a stranger that i feel like I knew ever since i was sent to this world .. maybe we were lost souls who found each other in the real world ... last night was the first time for me to officially meet her; face to face, and God! what a gorgeous face that is.. I was never a fan of green eyes before, but her eyes oh her eyes, they put the stars to shame and she has this stunning laugh that when ever she laughed it was nearly impossible for me not to stare ..
last night though is a night I'd never forget a night that forced my brain to stay sober till the sun came up thinking about it, the taste of her lips that disappeared in mine.. maybe it was all just fun and and playing around but that still doesn't mean I can't describe how it was or how I felt during it, I could swear to you that her kiss is art !! kissing her lips was the finest poem I ever read, soft and tempting, Its like reading a book and never wanting it to end .. I really didn't want it to end.
holding her face and her hand was gently pulling me towards her while our lips meet as one, that moment I felt absolutely nothing other than her gentle touch its like all of me just gave up into the sensational taste of hers.. even my heart chilled and I couldn't tell if it was still beating or did it lose itself in her kisses too...
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