When we got home, we were soaked. My socks were soggy and I know for a fact hers were too. Mainly because she kept talking and laughing about the sound they were making in her shoes.
I could've listened to her talk for hours, hell for days, on end. Her voice calmed me, like the sound of rain on a tin roof and the smell of a book might for others.
She was my rain. And I hoped to a god which I'm not even sure existed that I was the sun that would light up her darkest of times.
Best friends. That's what we were. What we had been for five years. No way she loved me..right? Wrong. But I didn't know that yet.
We were staying the night with a friend and that friend had laid down to go to sleep. All three of us were in the bed. Kailey - the friend we were staying with - on one side, me in the middle, and Jane on the other. Jane. The girl I was determined to be with for the rest of my life.
As we laid there in darkness so thick that I couldn't even see Jane's face, which was less than six inches away from my own, I remember thinking about kissing her. I was so much more than nervous. But I knew I needed to. Otherwise, I'd never build up the courage to do so again.
So I did it. I swallowed my fear, and I moved closer to her, putting my arm around her waist and pulling her closer to me. I inched my face towards hers and she met me in the middle. Her lips were like velvet.
Forget fireworks. Atomic bombs went off when our mouths met.
I knew in that instant that I never wanted my lips to touch another pair besides hers again.
Our mouths fit together like puzzle pieces. We were in perfect sync. I'm not sure whether or not soul mates are real, but I feel like she was put on this earth for me, and I for her.
We didn't sleep that night. We just laid there, looking at each other. I kissed her twice more, and that was it. I didn't need to force anything more. Don't get me wrong, I wanted my lips against hers all night, but with what I planned to do and with what I knew she'd answer with, I'd have all the time in the world to kiss her.
I had never spoken the words out loud before, but she was mine. She had been mine since the day we met in fifth grade. I had always loved her, and I even told her a few times. She always thought I was joking, though and I never had the guts to tell her I was serious.
We both made mistakes and were with people that we thought we wanted to be with. But we had always wanted each other. Throughout our relationships. We would've left all of them in less than the time it took to blink if we would've had a chance to be with each other.
At 12:45 am on the twenty fifth of January, I messaged her on Facebook while I was upstairs at my own place grabbing something Kailey asked me to get. I don't even remember what I was grabbing. But in that message, I asked her. I asked her if she would be mine. And she said she would.
I remember it like it was last night. My heart was beating 100 miles a minute and my legs were shaking so badly I could hardly walk.
But she was finally mine. The five year wait for her was over.
