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I can vaguely remember the first time we cuddled. It was cute. They were cute. I remember the flush of their cheeks and the brightness of them. The way their eyes formed crescents when they smiled.. my heart was sent a flutter. The way their eyes seemed to glisten every time they looked at me. It's so cliche but I could look into them forever. They're like the galaxy: endless. They're so pretty too; such a pretty colour. Everything about them was beautiful and perfect.
I probably knocked on their door after telling them I missed them over the phone. Of course I'd go over if I missed them. Their presence alone would light up my mood in an instant. Just imagining the events and feelings that would come later probably made me grin like an absolute idiot. I can imagine myself doing a little celebratory dance in the car. As soon as they opened the door, I greeted them with a hug - probably the biggest hug ever. They were so warm. I laid my head on their shoulder, snuggling into them deeper. I inhaled their scent: it was sweet - so calm and so relaxing.
I think we moved into the living room and onto the couch. I didn't mind. It was comfortable and "homey". It wasn't too grand. I liked it that way. I layed back and probably pat the spot beside me, gesturing them to come over. Good thing they could read signs. I smiled when they came into my embrace. It was nice. Wait, no. It was more than nice. It was amazing; brilliant; remarkable; outstanding; unbelievable - seriously unbelievable. The warmth engulfed our bodies and I'm pretty sure I even pulled a blanket over the two of us. Comfortable is the only word that can be used to describe it.
They made me feel safe and tingly and happy. I couldn't believe it. They made me feel things I didn't know I could feel. They made me do things I didn't know I was capable of doing. They moulded me into the person I am today through their variety of gestures and actions and frankly, I'm not mad. They made me me and,
