My body is in a high.
I run to the door and look outside the hallway, but I don't see anyone. He is gone.
My heart is pumping so fast and I feel like I want to scream; in joy. He was here, and he just left. We kissed, and I felt alive for the first time in a year. I felt the spark between us alive than ever before, and I hold as much power as he holds on me.
This is the most I have felt and I now understand what everyone sees that I can't. He is my ultimate high, but what they truly don't see is that he makes feel alive, he makes me come alive.
Its already in the morning and the longer I sit in my kitchen looking outside the windows, the longer I just want to be I this bubble, the feeling of him here, holding me and talking like we haven't missed each other like crazy, like we haven't been apart a whole year.
