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“Hey, do you remember the time we first met?” I asked Janet.
“Of course! I was nervous about what you might think of me when you saw me for the first time,” she laughed.
“I was really nervous as well,” I replied, “I couldn’t really decide on what to wear that day; it must have been really special, I thought; that’s how I ended up wearing that checked polo that was probably a little too big for me,” I snorted laughing. I must’ve only worn that polo before once.
“Me too!” Janet answered excitedly, “Took me an hour, and I finally chose to wear that─”
“Black sleeveless blouse,” interrupting her. We both laughed. She never wore that again. I had to urge her to wear that blouse again on our first anniversary since I also had on that same polo. We truly cherish our first times.
“I wasn’t sure if I should put my hand over your shoulder or hold your hand─”
“And you chose to lay your hand on my back?” she chuckled. When it was almost time to leave, I thought this can’t be it. As we were walking, I took her fan from her hand and reached for her hand, and she immediately held mine tightly. I knew then I had made the right decision. It was perfect.
“Yeah! So I could at least guide you to the Church.” I said. I wasn’t that much of a believer before.
“Well, I was headed to the Church anyway,” she smiled. Through her, I was pulled closer again to God.
I blushed. You look so beautiful from the day I met you… “I was hoping you wouldn’t feel my hand shaking a bit out of nervousness,” I said as I brushed her hair over her ear. “I love doing this.” I’ve always seen it in movies, the guy brushing the girl’s hair over her ear.
“And I really appreciate you doing it.” She answered. I felt relieved.
I leaned closer, our eyes interlocked. She came closer, and I kissed her passionately. I still remember our first kiss. Her lips were soft as marshmallows and sweet as cinnamon. Her breath smelled of honey butter. I’d kiss her all day, every day…
“That should’ve been our first kiss,” teasing me, “were you just so eager to taste my lips that time?” she cackled. She’s spot on, she truly knows me…
“You know, I really wanted that on our first meet-up,” I smirked and squinted my eyes.
She said in her cute little voice, “Aww! You’re so cute when you do that,” pinching my cheeks. It just assures me that I’m her type.
I tickled her. “Stop!” she giggles. That is the cutest giggle I’m willing to hear all the time. She’d sometimes overpower me, and I’d be curled up as she tickled me everywhere.
“You know what, you still owe me a dance,” I said earnestly. She mentioned before that she never wanted to dance. I practically had to beg her whenever we were together. That is until…
“We already did that on my birthday,” she muttered. I put on that song where Steve returned to be together with Carter. We did that dance.
“Let’s do it without any music this time, just the sound of our breathing and the pounding of our hearts filled with love,” I said, letting off a bit of a smile. I stood up and offered my hand.
“Alright, mister, since you’re lookin’ extra cute today,” she said jokingly.
I put her arms over my shoulders as I put my hands behind her, pulling her closer to me, our foreheads touching one another, and closed our eyes, just taking in the moment…
“I love you so much, my Pumpkin,” I whispered.
“I love you more, my Captain,” she answered softly.
“I love you most,” I sighed, kissing her one last time, knowing that this would be the end for us… as the world caved in.
“Hey, do you remember the time we first met?” I asked Janet.
“Of course! I was nervous about what you might think of me when you saw me for the first time,” she laughed.
“I was really nervous as well,” I replied, “I couldn’t really decide on what to wear that day; it must have been really special, I thought; that’s how I ended up wearing that checked polo that was probably a little too big for me,” I snorted laughing. I must’ve only worn that polo before once.
“Me too!” Janet answered excitedly, “Took me an hour, and I finally chose to wear that─”
“Black sleeveless blouse,” interrupting her. We both laughed. She never wore that again. I had to urge her to wear that blouse again on our first anniversary since I also had on that same polo. We truly cherish our first times.
“I wasn’t sure if I should put my hand over your shoulder or hold your hand─”
“And you chose to lay your hand on my back?” she chuckled. When it was almost time to leave, I thought this can’t be it. As we were walking, I took her fan from her hand and reached for her hand, and she immediately held mine tightly. I knew then I had made the right decision. It was perfect.
“Yeah! So I could at least guide you to the Church.” I said. I wasn’t that much of a believer before.
“Well, I was headed to the Church anyway,” she smiled. Through her, I was pulled closer again to God.
I blushed. You look so beautiful from the day I met you… “I was hoping you wouldn’t feel my hand shaking a bit out of nervousness,” I said as I brushed her hair over her ear. “I love doing this.” I’ve always seen it in movies, the guy brushing the girl’s hair over her ear.
“And I really appreciate you doing it.” She answered. I felt relieved.
I leaned closer, our eyes interlocked. She came closer, and I kissed her passionately. I still remember our first kiss. Her lips were soft as marshmallows and sweet as cinnamon. Her breath smelled of honey butter. I’d kiss her all day, every day…
“That should’ve been our first kiss,” teasing me, “were you just so eager to taste my lips that time?” she cackled. She’s spot on, she truly knows me…
“You know, I really wanted that on our first meet-up,” I smirked and squinted my eyes.
She said in her cute little voice, “Aww! You’re so cute when you do that,” pinching my cheeks. It just assures me that I’m her type.
I tickled her. “Stop!” she giggles. That is the cutest giggle I’m willing to hear all the time. She’d sometimes overpower me, and I’d be curled up as she tickled me everywhere.
“You know what, you still owe me a dance,” I said earnestly. She mentioned before that she never wanted to dance. I practically had to beg her whenever we were together. That is until…
“We already did that on my birthday,” she muttered. I put on that song where Steve returned to be together with Carter. We did that dance.
“Let’s do it without any music this time, just the sound of our breathing and the pounding of our hearts filled with love,” I said, letting off a bit of a smile. I stood up and offered my hand.
“Alright, mister, since you’re lookin’ extra cute today,” she said jokingly.
I put her arms over my shoulders as I put my hands behind her, pulling her closer to me, our foreheads touching one another, and closed our eyes, just taking in the moment…
“I love you so much, my Pumpkin,” I whispered.
“I love you more, my Captain,” she answered softly.
“I love you most,” I sighed, kissing her one last time, knowing that this would be the end for us… as the world caved in.
“Hey, do you remember the time we first met?” I asked Janet.
“Of course! I was nervous about what you might think of me when you saw me for the first time,” she laughed.
“I was really nervous as well,” I replied, “I couldn’t really decide on what to wear that day; it must have been really special, I thought; that’s how I ended up wearing that checked polo that was probably a little too big for me,” I snorted laughing. I must’ve only worn that polo before once.
“Me too!” Janet answered excitedly, “Took me an hour, and I finally chose to wear that─”
“Black sleeveless blouse,” interrupting her. We both laughed. She never wore that again. I had to urge her to wear that blouse again on our first anniversary since I also had on that same polo. We truly cherish our first times.
“I wasn’t sure if I should put my hand over your shoulder or hold your hand─”
“And you chose to lay your hand on my back?” she chuckled. When it was almost time to leave, I thought this can’t be it. As we were walking, I took her fan from her hand and reached for her hand, and she immediately held mine tightly. I knew then I had made the right decision. It was perfect.
“Yeah! So I could at least guide you to the Church.” I said. I wasn’t that much of a believer before.
“Well, I was headed to the Church anyway,” she smiled. Through her, I was pulled closer again to God.
I blushed. You look so beautiful from the day I met you… “I was hoping you wouldn’t feel my hand shaking a bit out of nervousness,” I said as I brushed her hair over her ear. “I love doing this.” I’ve always seen it in movies, the guy brushing the girl’s hair over her ear.
“And I really appreciate you doing it.” She answered. I felt relieved.
I leaned closer, our eyes interlocked. She came closer, and I kissed her passionately. I still remember our first kiss. Her lips were soft as marshmallows and sweet as cinnamon. Her breath smelled of honey butter. I’d kiss her all day, every day…
“That should’ve been our first kiss,” teasing me, “were you just so eager to taste my lips that time?” she cackled. She’s spot on, she truly knows me…
“You know, I really wanted that on our first meet-up,” I smirked and squinted my eyes.
She said in her cute little voice, “Aww! You’re so cute when you do that,” pinching my cheeks. It just assures me that I’m her type.
I tickled her. “Stop!” she giggles. That is the cutest giggle I’m willing to hear all the time. She’d sometimes overpower me, and I’d be curled up as she tickled me everywhere.
“You know what, you still owe me a dance,” I said earnestly. She mentioned before that she never wanted to dance. I practically had to beg her whenever we were together. That is until…
“We already did that on my birthday,” she muttered. I put on that song where Steve returned to be together with Carter. We did that dance.
“Let’s do it without any music this time, just the sound of our breathing and the pounding of our hearts filled with love,” I said, letting off a bit of a smile. I stood up and offered my hand.
“Alright, mister, since you’re lookin’ extra cute today,” she said jokingly.
I put her arms over my shoulders as I put my hands behind her, pulling her closer to me, our foreheads touching one another, and closed our eyes, just taking in the moment…
“I love you so much, my Pumpkin,” I whispered.
“I love you more, my Captain,” she answered softly.
“I love you most,” I sighed, kissing her one last time, knowing that this would be the end for us… as the world caved in.
“Hey, do you remember the time we first met?” I asked Janet.
“Of course! I was nervous what you might think of me when you saw me for the first time.” she
laughed.
“I was really nervous as well,” I replied, “I couldn’t really decide on what to wear that day, it has
to be really special, I thought; that’s how I ended up wearing that checked polo that was probably
a little too big for me,” I snorted laughing. I must’ve only worn that polo before once.
“Me too!” Janet answered excitedly, “Took me an hour and finally chose to wear that─”
“Black sleeveless blouse,” interrupted her. We both laughed. She never wore that again. I had to
urge her to use that blouse again on our first anniversary since I also had on that same polo. We
truly cherish our first times.
“I wasn’t sure if I should put my hand over your shoulder or hold your hand─”
“And you chose to lay your hand on my back?” she chuckled. When it was almost time to leave,
I thought, this can’t be it. As we were walking, I took her fan from her hand and reached for her
hand to hold and she immediately held mine tightly. I knew then I made the right decision. It was
perfect.
“Yeah! So I could at least guide you on the way to the Church.” I said. I wasn’t really that much
of a believer before.
“Well, I was headed to the Church anyway” she smiled. Through her, I was pulled closer again
towards God.
I blushed. You look so beautiful from the day I met you… “I was hoping you wouldn’t feel my
hand shaking a bit out of nervousness.” I said as I brushed her hair over her ear. “I really love
doing this.” I’ve always seen it in movies, the guy brushing the girls’ hair over her ear.
“And I really appreciate you doing it.” She answered. I felt relieved.
I leaned closer, our eyes interlocked. She came closer and I kissed her passionately. I still
remember our first kiss. Her lips were soft as marshmallows, and sweet as cinnamon. Her breath
smelled that of honey butter. I’d kiss her all day, everyday…
“That should’ve been our first kiss,” teasing me, “were you just so eager to taste my lips that
time?” she cackled. She’s spot on, she truly knows me…
​
“You know, I really wanted that on our first meet up.” I smirked, squinted my eyes.
In her cute little voice she said, “Aww! You’re so cute when you do that,” pinching my cheeks.
Just assures me that I’m really her type.
I tickled her. “Stooop!” she giggles. That is the cutest giggle I’m willing to hear all the time.
She’d sometimes overpower me and I’d be curled up as she tickles me everywhere.
“You know what, you still owe me a dance,” I said in a serious manner. She mentioned before
that she never wanted dancing. I practically had to beg her whenever we’re together. That is
until…
“We already did that on my birthday,” she muttered. I put on that song where Steve went back in
time to be together with Carter. We did that dance.
“Let’s do it without any music this time, just the sound of our breathing and the pounding of our
hearts filled with love.” I said, letting off a bit of a smile. I stood up and offered my hand.
“Alright mister, since you’re lookin’ extra cute today,” she said in a joking manner.
I put her arms over my shoulders as I put my hands behind her pulling her closer to me, our
foreheads touching one another and closed our eyes, just taking in the moment…
“I love you so much, my Pumpkin,” I whispered.
“I love you more, my Captain,” she answered in a soft voice.
“I love you most,” I sighed, kissing her one last time knowing that this will be the end for us…
as the world caves in.