I 'met' a boy this weekend... Prepare to shatter.
I went to a friend's house this weekend. With two of my girl friends. It was quite a way to drive. But I didn't mind. This friend and I went to Primary School together. We've known about each other for over 14years. We've known each other for 3 weeks. We found each other again on (Surprise!) Facebook. =)
The chemistry and sparks between us was undeniable. I slept over. We sat talking, across from each other for a whole of 2 hours. We spoke about our lives. Our inner workings and feelings. We spoke about our pasts. We spoke about our friendships. Our expectations. The way our personalities and the way we think are so much alike. It's like we've known each other for those 14years. What a start to a friendship huh? Is that normal?
So I slept over. Shared his double bed. We lay in bed talking some more. And held hands. He tickled me. I tickled him. After finding where he's ticklish that is. After finding out that the same spot where he's ticklish... is also a very sensitive spot... a cause for excitement... if ya know what I mean. Yeah. We kissed about 3 times. Soft, sensual kisses. Our breathing and heart beats went into overdrive. He grabbed me closer to him, pressing his warm, toned body against mine for just a second... lingering a bit... losing it a bit... and let go. WE let go. And just lay there. Calming down our hormones. Talking some more. And falling asleep.
It was nice. It was perfect. It was mysterious.
It was the best medicine for my aching heart...
There's hope. Or not. We'll see.
There really is decent life out there... Hehe!