Al otro lado del océano de Tahereh Mafi
And he kissed me. It wasn't the kind of thing I'd read about. It wasn't quick; it wasn't soft and simple. He kissed me and I felt actual euphoria, like all my senses had merged and I was reduced to breaths and heartbeats and repeating integers. It was nothing like I thought it would be. It was better, it was infinitely better, in fact it may have been the best thing that had ever happened to me. I'd never done this before but somehow I didn't need a manual. I collapsed into it, into him, and he parted my lips and I loved it, I loved how he felt, how he tasted sweet and warm and I felt delirious. |