We Got Issues

"We met around sunset on a Monday night, we exchanged numbers and the rest was up to us."

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Under a star-filled night,

Two strangers meet for the first time

Not knowing what to expect.

They begin talking

Finding out each others’

Deepest secrets,

Worst fears.

Crying together,

Laughing together,

Falling together,

Hearts beating as one

Their lips falling closer and closer.

Hands shaking, knees weak,

Butterflies in their bellies,

Dancing around to the buzzing of the bees.

Enjoying the highs,

Waiting for the lows,

Continuing talk.

Not just for hours

But days.

Amazed at what they have learned

Not just about the other

But about themselves

Feeling the freedom

Of the other.

Feeling the affections

Of the other.

They continue to fall,

Knowing they have fallen

Too afraid to say it.

Taking it one day at a time

Both realizing we got issues.

 

Published 8 years ago

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