I was standing in front of my window but was not seeing anything. I was preoccupied by thoughts of one woman. This is one weekend that will forever be etched in my memory. No. Every second spent with her is memorable.
Even when she pisses me off. I'm still happy even during those moment that I wanted to kill her for being so dense.
She seemed to be more receptive of my touches now more than she was before. I wonder what changed.
Maybe I'm starting to grow on her. This thought brought me so much happiness.
Memories of her sleeping in my arms started resurfacing making me burn. It was never my intention to sleep with her. I just wanted to stay for a while longer to just basked on the novelty and happiness that she brings me.
