Dream Scene 12.28.2014

The first kiss, the one I gave, was to the side and unsure. Just minutes before I was convinced that this would be the last time I would drop you off. It was an awkward moment, but our muscle memories brought us back to an almost embrace and that is when I kissed the side of your mouth. It wasn't chaste, it was sad. It was full of uncertainty and want and confusion, but then, as I pulled away, you turned your head and caught me. Caught me in a moment that felt familiar and warm and your lips on mine erased a few of the questions barreling through my mind. But still, you had to go and our lips parted and I said goodbye. And I still wasn't sure if I would see you again, but you held on to my hand as you got out of the car, not looking at me, but the earth started to revolve around that new sun. Your hand held onto mine until a moment when it should have been humanly impossible and our fingertips stretched and held and we only let go when the essence of our prints were touching and then you were finally out of the car. But it was okay because I drove off smiling.