Looked at me, and you have repeated me that phrase for fear, i hadn’t listened it. Instead i had understood it. My heart stopped itself for a second then you have touched my face and i have smiled you and I’ve nodded.
“While you was sleeping embraced to me, I have heard the door of the shack opening itself. I do believe they got prepared the last things inside.” You was looking at me. Our hearts were beating at unison and the last words you would wanted say me were been faster thought our minds.
Your perfume rounded me.
I held back the breathe: I wanted say something, but I can’t made it. The only thing I have could do was left me be guide by your senses.
I felt myself like in a sea where my emotions was the water, and your perfume, your voice, your glance, your touch, was the current, and I had to follow them.
You was seeing me a bit lost, but determinated.
You knew what were the feelings i was feeling in those moments: they were tangibles.
We were still in the bed.
Slowly I took your hand and i have putted it on my chest.
My heart was about to explode if you wouldn’t have kissed me.
Sweetly I whispered it. “Kiss me as you know do.”
In that moment I have needed of it.
When our lips parted from each other, you have looked at me profoundly, and in that glance a twirl of emotions, has crossed, and I have could feel everything you would do for me.
Slowly that feeling that blocked me was vanishing away, and another sweet kiss would have give me the oxygen to say you which was my feeling and what i wanted to say you since I have opened the eyes.
“I love you much, Luke.”