Lingering Glances
The stain from my lipstick stayed on the frame of her lips...
I am still trying to hold onto our last kiss. We stood for a minute longer between turnstiles and the platform kissing before ending our beautiful night together. Openly, closely, lovingly in each other’s arms. She kissed me first but I wanted more, so I pulled her closer toward me as we continued kissing until we both laughed, knowing we needed to part ways. Our kiss felt right. It had been the end of our second date and it would be our first ‘good night kiss.’ The stain from my lipstick stayed on the frame of her lips until I wiped the remnants of me off subtly with my thumb, silently wanting more. Before we walked in opposite directions, she gave me a forehead kiss as a small gesture that let me know there would be more.
I love our pacing and our mindfulness of each other’s space. The slow pacing between talking and silence is shared so we can process what this experience means. How tender we are becoming with each other without the need to control. That’s refreshing…I love how she is patient and hears me out. Like a vessel, she holds space for me and I like that. As a nurturer I make her feel seen and safe. I think she adores that but isn’t quite ready to tell me. But I saw it in her eyes, the way she embraced me, heard it in her voice the day I called her to wish her a ‘Happy Birthday’ that said what words can’t. I can feel we care for each other already. I like how mature she is willing to lean in more because it’s what I need. I love how smart, quirky, and wise she is. She’s also very cool which is a plus. She’s naturally a beautiful woman and I think I could one day fall in love with her.
We sat and talked over drinks and food for four hours, learning new things about ourselves. In between phrases her hands rubbed my knee, reassuring me that she was getting comfortable with me. “I didn’t know if you liked me,” I shared after explaining something I noticed in our connection. She shared she did like me or else she wouldn’t have been with me that night. I can be overly romantic when I like someone, and it just so happened to be a time of celebrating her new year around the sun. It was the perfect opportunity to celebrate and show my affection for her. Our night together was beautiful. She loved everything I planned for her. I found myself melting every time we looked into each other’s eyes. Every time I opened up more she would do the same, signaling that this could be the love I needed. Until more is revealed, I will wait to discover more about her and what this could mean for me and the future.