nawwwwwwwww I’ve been quoted!! :) Makes my day!

iopenmymouth:

“No, he wasn’t the most amazing kisser that I had ever had. But it meant something. And that is what carries the most weight.”

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the slutcapades: The One with the Moment 

Sometimes, years of anticipation can boil down to one moment and a few little words. They might build you up, or tear you down. But either way, you will gain something. The truth.

I’ve never been one to go out on a limb. I’m too cautious, self-controlled, gauging. I will I could just throw all the consequences to the wind and just follow what my heart tells me.

When I went out with Royal a few weeks ago, I thought I was going to meet some boys from his footy team. To be honest, I probably was. Royal has always found a way to introduce me to delicious men when I am need, and this was to be no exception.

When I arrived to the Precinct, I downed three drinks while waiting for him to find me. Royal met me at the bar, gave me a big hug, and from that moment on, he never let me go.

We drank and we drank. Royal kept his promise, he introduced me to his funny and gorgeous team mates, but he never let me go. 

Royal tried to kiss me. I dodged it. I dodged it. I let him kiss me, but I didn’t kiss him back. It was was something I had never been allowed to do, or even thought about. Just dreamed. 

Royal had dated one of my best friends, Cairo, two years ago. There had always been something there. But it wasn’t until he kissed me that I realised how much. 

I kissed him back. Sure, it wasn’t the most amazing kiss, I’d already kind of ruined that perfect first kiss moment. No, he wasn’t the most amazing kisser that I had ever had. But it meant something. And that is what carries the most weight.

It was like one of those movie montage moments. It kinda flashed all those nights that I had spent thinking of him, and all those moments that Royal had gone so far out of his way to make sure I was happy. 

And so I kissed him. And for once in my life, a kiss meant something.

He looked down into my eyes and told me he liked me. 

Like is such a high school sentiment. But what other words do we have to describe that feeling? Crush indicates lust. While there is plenty of that involved, there is a lot more to it.

It took me a while (that damn hesitancy of revealing too much) but I told him i liked him too. It was more than acting of feelings of a long time ago, they had been there for two years. And now we were acting on them.

We ended up going home early that night. We weren’t pay attention to anyone but ourselves, so we just gave up. We went home, cuddled and laughed. That is all. It was lovely.

Even when you think you are flying, your wings can be clipped.