I have been in love wih him for 3 years, 7 months, and 26 days. on the third year , seventh month , and twentyfirst day , we shared our first kisses , These were intentional , however they were drunken and misled .
On my first visit to Mexico City , I was in love , with the city , history and with him , Even though i stayed with him and helle , my two best friends , I was longing to be able to advance in this . We explored the city , we too it for out own . We went to a club , i am not a fan of clubs how ever i fully enjoyed this occasion . As the usual we went to a friends house to lube the tube (pre-copeo) to get wasted before actually arriving at the club. At this point in time i had already said (drunkenly) “before the night is done , i will have kissed you “ And he had responded , “then kiss me i don’t care , i wont feel anything .”
This being said , on the way to the club , it happened , after trying to convince myself that i wasn’t in love with him , that i would never want to be in a relationship with him . I fell , almost as fast as the first time . Minutes . His kiss felt like a crackling fire on a cold winter night , it felt lke home . We kept kissing throughout the night , and i felt as if he responded , i was probably wrong but it felt amazing . On the way to the apartment , i was only thinking of what happened . That night , we slept on the same bed/couch , Before sleeping he gave me some water . As usual , water washed away our emotions .
