Kisses
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It was one of the rare nights you could see every star. It was one of those rare spring-like nights that at 3 am the moon kept everything in sight. Just barely a chill in the air we almost didn’t need the undersized blanket I had pulled from my trunk and wrapped around us futilely trying to cover more than the blanket allowed.
How cliché I felt at that moment to actually be in a field, with a girl, on a blanket, next to my car gazing up at the stars like some movie. Until this point I did not believe such things really ever happened.
Her breathing was now constant and slow, she had fallen asleep easily in my arms, as she so often did, though usually on a couch while watching movies she herself had suggested we stay up and watch. I couldn’t seem to sleep; I found it difficult to sleep on my back. Instead I lay there looking up and thinking about our current situation. So many things to consider I thought. There was her past to think about. The kind of past that brought warnings from my brother to be wary, take all she says with caution as to not be trapped in a lie which, as he pointed out, could lead to the destruction of all that I wanted from life.
Everyone deserves a shot I felt. Before I judge her myself as never to be a part of my life, I should at least try this myself, no?
When I’m single I miss this feeling of a girl pressed into the nook under my arm, head resting comfortably upon my chest. Her hair smells like the beach. It always does, even if she hasn’t been there in weeks.
I wonder if this could be love, if I even knew what love was, or could when I might come across it. I normally enter into relationships with one foot out the door. Waiting for something to go wrong, expecting something to. I want to go forward correcting this method of courtship as thus far it has proven only to return me to the point at which I began.
So how does one learn to love?
Images pass through my mind of future conversations, dates, family events, hanging out with my friends, and other such happenings to which this road would ultimately bring her to be a part of and how that would feel, kisses, making love on Jared’s bed, watching the sun rise at Smith Point, kisses, naps during the day on her couch in the summer, shared showers, breakfasts at diners, spending days in my bed, kisses, and I wonder if it might not work out.
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