a girl can dream, eh?

I guess he’s exactly the type I’ve been looking for years and years trying to find someone perfect, but knowing that I’m so the opposite of that beautiful word, which in fact I don’t like. I’ve been looking for someone who would fit into my weirdest dreams about doing something totally childish and wrong in a way that grown ups don’t usually do. Like frying heart-shaped potatoes, trying to touch your nose with the tip of your tongue and just simply lying on the floor holding each others hands.

Every morning he kisses the pot of my head because he knows that I don’t fancy the idea about kissing with unbrushed teeth. And if he spends more than 20 minutes in the bathroom I start to miss him.

The thing is that I never thought I’d fall so hard, this is so not me moving in with someone I’ve known just for a month, but holly shift, this person makes me feel amazing every single minute by just being somewhere around. I fell for him like I never though was possible even for me, the girl who was dreaming about her first kiss at the age of twenty, while younger girls was having sex since their grade eight! And here I am finally enjoying his lips on mine and having goose bumps all over my body, but the only thins he’s doing is just squeezing my knees in his hands and yes, of course he’s kissing me.

tbc