I was a tad confused. Is this from a girls or guys perspective? Or...could it be a story of two female lovers


ilovemyboys wrote:She is beautiful.
Her pale green eyes full of passion every time she kissed him.
Her light brown hair tied into an elegant plait , strands falling into front of her eyes.
Her milky skin, softer than velvet.
Her delicate heart shaped face, sprinkled with freckles.
Her pale pink lips curved up into a smiled.
Her name, the most beautiful sound I had ever heard.
Olivia.
I could go on saying her name forever.
Olivia.
The way she worried about me.
The way she ditched her friends and boyfriend just to speak to me.
The way she cried in my arms when he dumped her.
The way she lead on my body, her arms around my neck.
The way her sweet breath fanned over my face.
The way she raked her fingers through my black hair.
The way my heart thumped when she fell asleep on me.
The way her chest rose and fell at every breath.
The way she smiled at me when she woke up.
The way she rubbed her thumb on my cheek.
The way she told me the three words I had always wanted to hear.
I love you.
The way she said my name.
Rainer.
The way she kissed me, sending jolts through my entire body.
The way she held my hand, her slim fingers wrapping around my calloused ones.
The way she looked straight into my blue eyes.
The way she smiled when I tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.
The way she wrapped her arms around my torso.
The way I stuttered when I said
I love you
The way she dragged my blanket over us.
The way she used my chest as a pillow.
The way I circled her waist with my strong arms.
The way we just dreamed in each others arms.
The way I woke up to see the girl of my dreams still in her uniform and her hair coming our of it's plait.
To me, she was everything.
She was my other half.
She was my soul mate.
She loved me.
I loved her.
That was all that mattered, as long as we believed in eachother.
Forever.