You're reeling from excitement as a thousand images flash through your mind all at once. Her stunningly beautiful smile weakens you, makes you remember all the good times in your life as though they happened yesterday.
Every time you think and every time you feel, she's on your mind, in your heart and everywhere else under your skin. She's your world. Your heart flutters every time you look at the girl and you don't know why, you just tell yourself it's a harmless little crush... well, maybe more than just a little, right?
But most definitely harmless!
It's not so naive for a nineteen year-old not to have seen the signs. She's the same age. Life isn't so serious. There's still so much innocence to lose.
You haven't noticed just how close she is to you until you feel like you've been best friends for an eternity and endured the world a lifetime together. Your friendship is an unbreakable bond and still you are both yet so young and fragile.
No boy matters to her, you are her world. You go everywhere together and do practically everything together and, do you know what? You know you will never grow tired or bored of each other because some magical thing, some unexplained force, a secret, invisible and intangible presence between you just never allows it.
You look at her when she looks away and feel safe in knowing that way you won't drown in those ocean blue eyes of hers that you adore so much.
You examine with awe the texture and complexion of her skin, the dimple of her cheek when she smiles and the fullness -- almost the robustness -- of her soft young lips.
When she draws back her long chestnut hair back behind her ear, you wonder at the sight of it and you just want to nibble on it and to make her giggle the way she does when you tickle her in any other way.
She looks back and knowing that to turn away now, you would not only give away the hiding game, you would show uncertainty and you know that the one thing you aren't is uncertain. Your heart is spilling over with love...
So you feign a friendly little smile and she smiles back, only in her eyes you see something has gotten lost along the way. She feels the same way about you and you know it. Every time she touches you, whether it be a hand on your forearm or when she plays with your hair, desire fizzes up from the deepest reaches and tingles in your skin, dying to touch her in return.
You drop the smile, you know it's no use pretending anymore, and then seeing the curves fading from the corners of your mouth, her smile fades too. She asks what's wrong and you tell her in the only way that can describe what words can't...
Your lips part just a fraction as they meet hers and her eyes have closed, then so do yours. The light shut out, the outside world removed from your senses, all you feel is the rabbit-like speeding of your heart, thumping away as your lips synch and part from each other with just a little moist reminder.
'Wow!' she exclaims and you giggle, apologising for not knowing what came over you so suddenly. Then she tells you, 'it's about time,' giggles back and returns the sentiment, cuddling up close, pressing her warm, lithe body against yours and begins to kiss you slowly, softly and with careful passion.
Her hand strokes your face, fingers combing easily through your hair and comes to rest at your temple where her thumb strokes your brow. You look at each other like lovers that have been separated for an eternity and the release you feel inside feels like it might just bubble over.