I could say this has been the best night of my life. I could. I will. This has been the best night of my life.
It started raining again, the storm is back and I am in my room sitting in the darkness. Darkness. What a sad word. I don't really like it.
I still find it difficult to believe that it actually happened. As a matter of fact, it is not so hard to believe what had happened, rather what is about to happen. I cannot believe that he is giving me this chance, that he is choosing me, allowing me to accompany him.
I am pulling the blanket over my head and I am overwhelmed by this explosion of emotions in my chest. Many I can recognize, but many are new, unknown to me. I am scared I will lose control and I will give in.
Happiness: I cannot avoid but smile when I think of what just happened. Everything and everyone seems so much more beautiful all of a sudden. I am happy to be where I am.
Pleasure: I feel at ease. I liked it and I am already looking forward to the next one.
Fear: All of this comes with a big responsibility. What if I do everything wrong? What if he does everything wrong? What if we end up broken?
Anxiety: What now?
Excitement: Why are my hands still sweating? And why do I miss him already?
Shame: What will his family think? What will my best friend say?
Affection: I just want to hold him in my hands. And caress him. And kiss. For hours.
... : Yes, I want that one as well...
Admiration: He.Is.So.Freakingly.Brave. And beautiful.
Enthusiasm: Dates. Cinema. City trips. Concerts. Beach. Mountains. Hiking. Everything with him.
Self-doubt: Am I exaggerating? Am I idolizing?
Insecurity: He does like me, right? Otherwise he wouldn't...
Yes. I feel all of this running through my veins at this particular moment and I like it. I embrace it because it makes me feel alive. I shall not be scared.
I am not scared.
I am in love, I believe.
Sincerely,
Blas
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About Junior. A blissful kiss.
Short StoryBlas' thoughts and feelings after the second first kiss. Short, simple, honest, real.