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of joy.

it was such a perfect moment. we ended up in my room, just standing there, gazing into eachother's eyes. i broke away to press play on my ipod that was hooked up to a stereo. So Long Marrianne came on. perfect. i walked slowly back to him and draped my arms around his neck and nessled in close, my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. i laughed inwardly as the line "you held on to me like i was a cruicifix" came on. as if he read my mind he placed his arms around my waist and we started swaying ever so slightly from side to side. i lifted my head to look at his face. he smiled a knowing smile and softly said "so this is what you were getting at." i smiled in response. we stood nose to nose and continued slowdancing around my room. the song ended and every night came on, and i coudlnt help but grin and mouth along with the words "..but tonight i just want to stay here, and be with you." he smiled and kissed my forhead and whispered in my ear "butterflies.." and i felt myself blush. i wrapped my arms around his waist and gave him a big hug. he slowly brought his hand up to my face and leaned in for a kiss. it was the lightest touch, just a brush, but it sent tingles down my spine and i felt my knees weaken. i rested my head against his chest again and he whispered "i thought you werent going to treat me today.." thats when the tears came. i tried to hold them in so he wouldnt notice, but he did. he rubbed my back in attempt to calm me. "i'm sorry, i was just trying to make a joke, i didnt mean to upset you.." i looked up at him, tears sliding down my face. i noticed the song had changed again. innocence. the only avril song i can stomach. i decided to sing along, in an attempt to tell him my feelings. "the state of bliss you think you're dreaming, the happiness inside that you're feeling, its so beautiful it makes you want to cry.." he just smiled and pulled me in tighter and kissed my head "i love you. so much." "i love you too.."
this moment, is perfect, please dont go away..

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pihzaz said…
Wow man this is so awesome, even the way you just wrote it out is just so perfect. It seems like im reading a story and i completely connected with the person telling it. Man im so glad,,,i dont know why
October 6, 2008 at 10:25 PM
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