the story of you

First Year Touch

January 1st, 2019, 12AM I felt electricity. It was the first time I touched you and felt this way and I could've sworn you felt it too. Now I'm anything but naive, I keep my guard up at all times, but this, this felt like something worth getting hurt for. After our new years dinner we all walked back to the car, but it seemed as so we both left an old part of ourself still on the restaurant table, never to be found again. I felt exactly how the song New Person, Same Old Mistakes by Tame Impala is intended to make you feel, and it felt absolutely unexplainable. We slept on the same bed that night and even though I tried my best to lay as far away from you as possible, trust I wanted with every fiber of my being to be close to you.

I spent the whole night thinking, it seemed like you did too. You usually snore in your sleep and breathe heavily, yet I didn't hear a peep that night. I stayed up for hours thinking about everything, anything you'll mention about the situation I've covered about 8 times in my head. Though we were far, I felt your warmth radiate, well, you were about 7cm away from me. The next day couldn't have came any faster, I woke up to a ringing alarm and I'll never forget, your sleepy little face right by my shoulder, with your arms wrapped around me, that, that was when I began to freak out and act weird.

The rest of the trip was bumpy, to say the least. We shared some looks that made my heart drop and platonic touches that gave me goosebumps, but then is came to an end, and I thought our story did too, but boy was I wrong. Our story only begins in that trip, but the real, processed feelings began to show when it ended. Back in our hometown, I'd realized that on that trip I'd gained some memories, experience, and a brand new crush.