We had been two people who never knew each other very well. Your blue eyes that sparkle when you’re excited. Your strong arms that hug me when I need it most. Your like my drug, I’m so addicted to. Your touch burns my skin and makes my cheeks alight on fire, you make my head dizzy sometimes when you whisper in my ear, you make my heart beat wilder than a hummingbird’s wings. I’m yours but you’re not mine. I love the smell of your favourite sweater. I wish I could wrap myself around your scent. We tease each other like cats and dogs. I get slithering shivers from the soothing spoken words you say. Your rough calloused hands hold my tiny ones, rubbing circles with your thumb, the thought makes me sigh. The smells of your playboy cologne in the blue and brown bottles are my favourite. You say I’m light as a feather but I always disagree. You give me a look and I just smile before grabbing your hand, exclaiming we should go outside. When I throw a snowball at your face, you tackle me into the snow; lying on top of me I stare up at your beautiful baby blue eyes and wonder how we ever became this close.