[dreamnotfound] forever yours, George

ten

i remember your lips.

i remember the first time you kissed me
was the first time i kissed a boy
was the first time i kissed someone i loved

you tasted like smoke and fruit and heat
you made me feel like everything disappeared around us.

we stayed connected by the hip for the rest of college, and even out of it. we both took up small minimum wage jobs at varying places, from Pizza Hut to Walmart, from Subway to the mall.

and when we were alone, you made me feel so wonderful. you kissed me everywhere, and you knew me so well that you knew exactly how to make me feel amazing. you touched me, and i touched you, and you made me yearn for more the minute we broke apart. you treated me.

i remember when we bought our first car together. small and used and dusty, but drained our wallets nonetheless. it got us from place to place.

i remember the look of hope you gave me when you dragged me out of bed to show me the rusty thing. i remember how hard i smiled and how much we kissed.

i remember the buzz i would get in my veins when i got to touch you. when i made you lose your breath with my words and how i could say your name and you would melt.

oh god, you were pretty. your tan barely faded when the sun went away and the winters rushed in, but in the summer, the sun made you a brilliant golden colour. i would kiss each of your freckles every day as your arms squeezed me tight against your chest.

nothing could break us apart. not a word or person or soul could force me out of your grasp, and we both knew it.

who will find these letters? why do i write these?

all in good time, my love.

forever yours,
George