the definition of humanity

we were laying in my bed after school because we wanted to take a nap together. my head fit between your shoulder and your neck. my hand was on your cheek and your fingers were on my collar bones. this sounds like stupid picturesque writing about laying in bed and trailing collar bones, but it really did happen, I promise. you wanted to kiss me so I kissed you. and I closed my eyes and just kissed for so long. really long. it wasn't even making out, it was like we were just finding every possible way that lips could fit together. I don't even remember how long we laid there, but I remember the feeling of my mind turning off. my lips were my consciousness and that was all there needed to be. there was no tongue and no biting and no anything in the least bit suggestive. there weren't any words or looks. it was just a girl and a boy kissing in the dark with their eyes closed for a while. not thinking, just existing solely by the recognition of the other. existing through each other. sometimes the silence tells you everything you will ever need to know.

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