My Philophobia G.D.

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"What are you thinking about?"he asks looking at me.

"Nothing"I lie,but after that I decide to talk."This feels so good.I have never had days this quiet and happy"I say,eating another fork with pasta.

"It feels so good to me too"

"Is this going to end?"

"What?"he asks confused.

"This peace,this beautiful feeling?"I say moving my hands between mine and Grayson's body.

"I want to be honest with you.We will argue ,things will get hard sometimes and both of us will make mistakes... people are not perfect.So I guess it will never be always how we want it to be"

"You are to me"I say looking down at my plate"perfect...you are perfect to me"I move my eyes,looking at him.He looks surprised.It is like he thinks that I am crazy.

"Nobody is Hai"he answers.

"I think that you are.When you find someone that treats you like nobody does,like you are everything and you look at him or her and think that nothing is wrong with him/her than that's perfection to me.Of course it is subjective"

"How do I make you feel?"he asks and stops eating,placing the fork on the plate.

"It's something that I can't describe with words.Words wuold make it sound so worthless.It's something so much better than the word beauitufl can explain"

"You think a lot,don't you?"

"I do"I laugh.

"If perfecion is like what you just told me,than you are perfect to me too"

I don't answers.I don't know what to say.

"Is there something wrong?"

"No"I simply answer,not telling him the truth.

"You have to talk to me"

"I just feel like you said that because you didn't want to ruin somethng,or make me feel stupid."

"Why?"he asks kind of like I'm being annoying to him."What is that supposed to mean?"

"That you don't feel it.Maybe you think it but you don't really feel it."

He looks at me and takes my hand again.

"Come here"he says.I stand up,still holding his hand and sit on his lap.

"I didn't believe in perfection but what you said felt true and I was trying to understand it.I thought about how I feel when I look a you and I do feel that you are perfect to me."

I smile.I still can't answers.

"Don't you believe me?"he asks.

"I do"

"Nah, you don't"he says.

I start answering but he grabs my face and smashes his lips against mine.

"Do you believe me now?"he asks stopping the kiss.

I shake my head saying no,just to tell him to kiss me again,like I want to be sure of it.

He kisses me again and I shake my head up and down,telling him yes now.

He breaks the kiss and my eyes are still closed.

"Let's get the plates to the dishawasher"he says.

"I want to show you something"I say while we make our way to the kitchen.

"What is it?"he asks placing his plate in the dishwasher as I do that too.

"It's my favourite place"I say moving my two fingers on the "favourite" word.