It felt like drowning. Drowning in all those feelings that didn’t feel like my own. My heart started hurting and I could feel my throat tightening, and before I knew it I had tears in my eyes.
He probably sensed it before he could see it. He asked what’s wrong and it took me a few seconds to explain, my throat so dry it was hard to speak. ‘You need something to concentrate on. Is there anything you can think of?’
I shook my head, defeated. It felt like I just needed to endure this until it was over.
In a heartbeat he was before me, brushed away my tears and got really close. ‚Try concentrating on this.’ He got even closer, I could feel his breath on my lips. ‚Concentrate on the feeling of my lips on yours..’
And then he kissed me. And everything else in my head went away. Those feelings that so obviously were not mine but somehow ended up inside my chest just went away. And it felt so damn good.
And so we kissed for quite a while before he pulled away. ‚How did that feel?’
‚Like air when you are drowning.’
[from September 3rd, 2018, first posted on Tumblr on snippetsofwritings]
— Dezember 1, 2019