Tonight

Last night of November…

In a show I was watching tonight, two teens found love… a very different situation than we find ourselves in, but…

You… standing inches before me… close, so very close. Closer even than we were for only a moment that last night of our last camping trip together…

And gradually getting closer… closer… closer… no words, not even looking at each other, except for quick glances here and there…

our noses touch… just for a moment… one of us pulls back, but only a tiny bit… and only for a second…

both of us looking down… both of us unsure (and yet so incredibly sure)… our foreheads come together…

and from there, the rest is inevitable.

our noses brush past each other again as both of us finally find the bravery to look into the other's eyes, just an inch away…

until finally… finally our lips meet.

and you raise your hand to my cheek as I wrap my arm around you to pull you in tight…

sigh

Never believe we're not perfect for each other, ⭐️.

We are.

And I will kiss you one day. Whether it be because we both somehow find ourselves free, or because this moral wall finally crumbles to dust…

I simply cannot fathom a universe which would be so cruel as to not let me kiss you at least once in this lifetime. I just don't believe it could possibly be that everything would align so very perfectly for us to have found each other… but then not allow us even just that.

It simply cannot be.

I will kiss you. I will.

And I love you, my hill by the lake.

Goodnight.