I
never knew what real love is, love and romance, yes… Nor feel the sweetness of
gentle caresses and warm kisses that will sweep me off my feet and send me to the
highest of my well-defined bliss and exhilaration. But I guess I just did, I
don’t know how. And yet I think it was when we talked seriously and suddenly
you looked at me with that silly duck-face, or when you threw basketballs in
the arcade with a face beaming like a five-year-old boy. I laughed and you
smiled, and then you started to explain everything. Everything about love,
about joy, about adventure, and about how childlike I talk. You parted the
words with so much care and passion, and I was struck. I never knew this is how
it feels, the feeling of electric current running down your spine when your hand
brushed through mine. And I never want it to end. I just found what makes it
feel like heaven.