It was a lazy afternoon. You were over at my place to study for our exams. Not much studying happened though.
In your arms, singing our favorite songs, I felt safe. Why do we have to go out and study and work when all I really need was you? Why is it that there are other people in the world?
I traced patterns on your arms. Your skin was soft, my fingertips gliding effortlessly.
I love you.
I gave you this huge dorky smile. It’s still a huge mystery why you’re mine now. After three years of liking you from afar, here you are now, in my room, wooing me with love songs.
I love you too.