Have you ever been this close to someone when you feel their legs entangled with yours, skin on skin but not naked, their gentle traces, the way they trace circles at your back, their gentle voice, their whispers, their soft smiles everytime your eyes meet, their warmth, their spirit, them, their wholeness with you. And then you steal a quick glance at them to check if their still comfortable and you both smile and then you begin to think how much you never want the moment to end. You begin to picture both of you cuddling and just feeling each other's comfort. Then you also begin to think about how would you two be after a moment that close. Then the next day comes and you see them talking to that person they like and then there you are, repressing those moments with them. And then your eyes pass each other and it all flashes back. You begin to think about what they felt because you yourself feel something.
