The way it goes.

Deep crease on your forehead, between your eyes, lips pursed, unhappy smile. That's the way you look at me now. That's the way you were not supposed to look at me, the way we agreed was the worst way to look at someone. I know you're talking to your friend right now, but I can't help but shake nervously all over. My hands won't stop trembling, and my body is making noises that indicate a future stomachache. I need to stretch my arms permanently, and yawn too much. This is exactly like the moment that comes before a very important test for which you studied for a long time to pass.
My nerves flutter, and now... I feel nothing. Just blackness, and thunder with no lightning.
I was happy... Until that moment. It will never be normal again.

I hate heat.

Normality is the most difficult thing to find.

It's incredible how short time becomes, even when it's longer that it really looks. Everything goes back to normal one second later, just after that time. You knew how you would react, you knew how it was all going to end, how it was all going to turn out, but you didn't mind, you knew you had to appreciate that moment. You knew you had to savor every bit of it, until it had nothing left.
It's amazing how it all finishes, how it all shifts and changes so that you can no longer witness that moment again, even though you wish to live through it all over. From beginning to end, life breaks us, and heals us. It makes us and it takes us down again. Every bit of it is as treacherous as it sounds, and it's just like an invisible, yet solid, path through which we walk. If we give a step in the wrong direction, we might fall down into darkness, but then again, we might not. If you misstep, you can put your hand on the ground right next to your body, and get up once more. But if the ground next to your body is quicksand, you might not be able to get up again, but then again, you just might.
Shake everything off. Have fun, and enjoy life. Savor every moment you live, and appreciate what is given to you in life. Smile.

Enjoy the journey.

If I wake up one day, and find you by my side, eyes closed, relaxed, I could think you once had a life where everything went the way you expected it to. Now, you live a life of surprise, a life you have to forget you had the day after, just to see what comes up next. Travel light, for the journey is long.

Now I look at you, trying to figure out what is going through your mind, as your dreams unravel into a shower of color. The moment I kiss you lightly on your eyelids, they flutter open, revealing a melted color. It all softens around you, the background blurs, and you are the only thing I see. I kiss you again, but this time on the lips, softly, savoring every movement. I feel how your hands glide on my body, on an unexplained journey, unseen by my eyes, and how your fingers entwine in my hair. The sound of your voice against my lips, and the tickle of the traces your hands leave on my torso, makes my skin get goose bumps. You whisper my name once, and again. I tremble, and you hug me closer, just to keep us warm. Now my hands trace the outline of your body, softly, with care. It all crosses over, under. It just happens, and you smile again, like you did the night before. Gently, you lean over and kiss me, carefully, and give up. Trying to focus again, you pull back, and stare softly at me. Now you hug me close, and I can't help smiling. My mouth spreads in a grin of happiness, and a laugh escapes my throat, making you join me.
Now, here we sit, hugging each other, and giggling in a whisper. I ask you: "how is it? How does it feel, to love someone, and be loved in return?" You just stare and smile. "Like this" is all you say, just before you throw me back against the pillows and tickle me, until I can't breathe. I'm speechless. I just cannot believe what I just realized.