When we were younger, we did the static electricity experiment. You know the one
The one where you grab a balloon and rub it against your head and stick it to the wall?
Kissing you is kind of like that
My hair stands up, and I feel shocks tremble at my fingertips
Kissing you is like diving off of a thirty story building, terrifying yet thrilling
Kissing you is reading your favorite book, kissing you is like snuggling under your favorite blanket
Kissing you is like when in second grade little Grace called me an idiot and stabbed me with a pencil in my arm, not sure why but she did.
I love you so much, but It's terrifying and electrifying and I wouldn't want it any other way
