10 ~ movie date (pt. 2)《will》

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we decided to watch a horror
because I wanted an excuse
to cuddle up in his chest
and take deep breaths of his scent
and squeeze onto his hand as tight as I could
as if we won't last forever.

he loves horror
and laughs when I jump
further into his shirt
and smiles and coos and
plays with my hair
when the suspense in the movie
is building like
the blocks in our
relationship.
relationship.

maybe I am sly
or smooth
I like to think so.
and I'm not a liar
I just find ways
to get my way
like a sunny child.
I'm simply fibbing
to the most adorable
irresistible
boy
in the multiverse.
maybe I feel a little bad,
but this
is more than worth it.

I take in so much of his smell
it's all I feel in my lungs,
like ink exploded and
it's all I sense.
he smells like
autumn, not winter
but looks like winter,
not autumn.
no, not autumn,
thanksgiving.
leaves, the food,
all of it, but most of all
family.
he is family now.

his hand is slowly
warming up
like he is to me
which makes me grin
almost laugh out loud
when he's with me.
he grasps my hand,
like he's afraid too,
but more like
he's protecting me--
or maybe
he is using that as an excuse
to squeeze my hand
to hold it and memorize it
like there is no tomorrow
literally, and the world
might collapse
and crumble in the skies
in the middle of
the stars.
the very thought of him
pulling the same trick as I
to be c l o s e r to me
just makes me melt
closer
into his arms.
my baby's arms.
like he has no scars anymore.

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