August 25, 2012

• I let him go and it opened the entire world up to me, like cracking an egg and suddenly its bursting through the fault lines. Life is simpler, calmer. Sitting across from you drinking a bitter beer simply because you suggested it, it was hard not to smile. It was even harder to stop smiling as we hit each other like little kids on a playground. 

  A long night walk, witty one liners and some how I wound up sitting in my panties and one of your big shirts without even managing to muster up the courage for a kiss. Nervously I sat there thinking, "what am I doing?"

  But for some reason it was you and it was different. Holding my hand. Really soft kisses. 

  British comedy, iced tea and the cat with the thumbs. My head on your lap and your fingers running through my hair.

   

  Not one single regret.

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