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"When we kissed for the first time, I could swear that I heard our souls whisper ever so quietly: "Welcome home." ..."

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Los Olivos, California

Annalisa Green -- March 8th, 1992
Location: 5225 Figueroa Mountain Rd

Annalisa Green -- March 8th, 1992Location: 5225 Figueroa Mountain Rd

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Wow.

Everything just happened so fast. Is he... is he really kissing me? 

And.... am I kissing him back? 

I am. I'm kissing him back. 

I should be pushing him away, but there's this kind of force keeping me in place. It almost feels like I'm stuck in quicksand, and my mind is fighting to get away. But my heart... this fragile little heart of mine, is staying put. And my physical being isn't moving either.

I couldn't count how many minutes we stayed attached to each other like this, but it had to have been a long time. My heart accelerated at the fastest of pace that it has ever did. My fingers nervously squeezed his hands, because I was so afraid of moving away.

And my soul. My soul leapt for joy.

Have I always felt like this? Have I always wanted to do this?

Maybe I have.

Our lips... they just felt... right. This felt so right.

But I knew that I couldn't take this further. I was afraid.

So I pulled away... slowly, and gently. At the same time we both opened our eyes.

"Wow," he mumbled, seemingly in some sort of trance. But he soon came to realization and gasped. "I'm — I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to —"

"It's... fine," I said softly.

But Michael still covered his face and turned away. "Oh boy, I'm so embarrassed." I heard him chuckle, non amused. "I always do this."

"Do what?"

"I, I shouldn't have kissed you." He shook his head.

"But," I grabbed his hands, pulling them away from his face. "I.. I liked it."

I liked it.

Michael's frown turned into a soft smile. "You did?"

I nodded slightly. Now it was my turn to be embarrassed. I could feel my face warming up to the highest temperature. "Yes."

"Oh, wow." His smile widened as he seemingly sighed in relief. I let out a little laugh. "I really like you, Ana. And it's been killing me to keep it a secret."

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