Dearest,
The next days after that kiss is so confusing. After you kissed me, you didn't say a thing. Just got up and said goodbye. And then after that? You acted like nothing happened. Do you know how frustrating that is? Do you know how many times I touched my lips? How many unslept nights i had? How many damn time I wondered why you kissed me?
Until I can't hold back the frustration in my system. So i asked you why you kissed me and you told me you don't know. I'm kind of disappointed actually. Because I thought there's a deeper meaning to that kiss. I thought...
And the most unthinkable thing happened next... You grabbed my chin and kissed me so deep I almost forgot how to breathe. So deep, I'm sure I drowned a thousand times until our lips finally parted.
In between our heavy breathing and hammered hearts I asked again why you kissed me.
'I don't know. I just felt like wanting to taste those lips again. Damn. I could kiss you forever.' You said.
And you kissed me... Again and again and again.
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AN: Updating at this hour of the night/dawn. Can't sleep, so instead of studying a bunch of medicines... I decided to update. :))) Thank you for reading!
