that night was one of the best ones
i spent with him.
we were just casually hanging in his bedroom with the door locked,
even though his dad was still at work.
he was playing with my curls,
laying next to me on his side.
every so often he would plant
kisses on my face,
in different spots each time.
first my forehead.
next my cheek.
then my nose.
and finally, my lips.
as his lips left my own, his thumb gently brushed my cheek as he looked at my lips.
"i love you," he said to me, "so much."
"i love you too."
