He was coming closer and closer, with his each step towards me, I was losing my breath. He didn’t stop until my back was pressed against the wall and his lips were breathing upon my face.
And then a moment of the most beautiful silence of my life, before he leaned in to kiss my left cheek slowly drifting down towards my lips. He paused a bit before kissing the corner of my lips, perhaps he was unsure of how I would react but he didn’t have to wait for long as the moment his lips touched mine, my lips entwined with his in a way that was to last a long long time. All the senses were lost and all there remained was the lingering wet touch of our lips. I can’t say how it happened but all I know is, it was and will be closest to real magic I will ever know in my life.
His arms that were wrapped around my waist loosened their grip as I opened my eyes to meet his gaze. Our breaths were heavy and our eyes were filled with such emotions and passion for each other, that we had carried all along but never really knew. I felt the warmth of his body for the first time. It was like the storm had passed and now we were cleansed; both anew and both moist with dew.