slow dancing in my bedroom to no music except eachothers laughs, kisses that took my breath away, looking at your dimples go from bold to nothing to bold again, talking to you about anything and everything, spooning while watching whatever's on tv, feeling your hands slide up and down my body. i looked up at your eyes, they were closed. but your hands still traced every single spot that made me jolt, whenever you heard me make a noise or move because of it, a smile crept. your fingers still going over my tickle spots, your eyes still closed, i found it amazing that you knew where everything was.

"i think you're the most beautiful girl i've ever met. i'd like it if you were my girlfriend."

"i'd like to be your girlfriend."