It was a night like any other, as most people say it, but yet it still felt so different to have a person with you, after years if feeling alone. After years of searching, and thinking what wrong with me. I stood in the doorway observing those eyes, looking at that smile, and taking in the feeling of being loved. Even though, it was not to the extent that I wanted it to be; I still felt loved. I sat down on the edge of the bed, taking in the room of the person I like, and seeing their personality in the room. They sat down next to me and asked if I wanted anything; I said no. We start to talk about random stuff like; what we plan on doing tomorrow, or how we couldn’t believe my parents let me spend the night, when they reach across; caressed my face and said yeah I don’t think I could stand them saying no again. I tensed as they moved in to kiss me. When they moved back, all I could do was look into those pale blue eyes, in fear, because their mom was standing at the door.
This is why they came; this is why I’m here. It’s true when they say there are a right time and a wrong time. It’s not true when they say love comes easy, because it doesn’t and when you get it, it still isn’t easy. It makes me laugh, to think that I thought everything would be ok when I found love. At first it felt so surreal, like floating on a cloud that’s drifting among shaping clouds of truth. I felt like I understood everything; and everything understood me. That night changed everything to nothing, but I guess it doesn’t make sense if u don’t know what happened. Lets start before this happened, before I started liking girls.