I thought you were just playing games,
being your flirtatious little self.
Until you were not.
I thought we could just be friends,
even though you wanted to be silent.
Cause of your wife.
I thought there could have been stuff happening.
I thought youd be open minded like that.
But it was just an act.
Now I am ready to take things to the next level,
I am waiting for that one sign.
Now that the fruit is forbidden.
I just want to sit in a dark corner in Coco’s Outback with you, having an intimate drunk conversation about everything that matters.
I just want to sit next to you in the dark cinema, offer you candy cause you are so sweet, and so you will move your head close to mine again and again, making my heart beat faster and faster.
We sat there, next to each other,
but yet with something big between us.
Would it go away if I acted on it?
Was it even there in the first place?
You must have felt the same.
You put your arm around me,
the comfort I felt, was indescribable
The longing for more, turned into something unstoppable.
And you must have felt the same.
Your warm embrace turned warmer,
Your face was so close to mine,
You looked so fine man, so fine.
Your lips on mine,
We became closer,
Not just our bodies,
but also our minds.
It was more though,
it was not just a kiss,
it was so much more.
it was perfection.
It was the best comfort,
that I had ever felt.
It was the exact thing
that I needed for so long.
It was in the making for a while,
for years to be exact,
so the moment we touched,
was like electricity.
Now I can only think back,
to an evening very well spent,
To the most satisfactory moment,
that I could ever imagine.
The longing, the longing was huge,
But it felt so natural,
as if this was always going to happen,
as if we had rehearsed it already.
I sat in the corner of your couch, watching you play beautiful music so passionately, staring at you so intensely, your passion lit my heart on fire.
Staring deeply in your eyes
Our warm, soft lips touch,
and our tongues find each other,
while I run my fingers through your hair.
You whisper into my ear,
how I smell and kiss so good.
While I nibble your ear,
feeling your body movement with my hands.
My breathing gets more intense,
as the spark that is between us,
is only getting bigger through this moment of passion,
The longing for more is bigger than us two.
You ask me to stay.
To think about a question like that
while we both know that thinking is not a thing to do right now.
So I let you take me away, into that other world.
Sitting here on this couch,
way too big for just me.
Thinking about that night,
and how it all could be.
My thoughts are not with the movie I’m watching,
I can’t keep them from going places they shouldn’t,
Cause being in love is not okay,
You were just a friend.
It is so nice to think about it though,
As you are the person I truly miss,
When I close my eyes my mind goes over,
that special connection, that amazing kiss.
I long for your lips on mine,
But I’m afraid that might not happen again,
I want to run my fingers through your hair,
and playfully bite your lip, man.
Push me up against you,
take my head in your capable hands,
cause these feelings aren’t going away,
as we should be so much more than just friends.
“Oh, fuck” you said, just after I took my clothes off,
I felt so bad about myself, so insecure,
but by just cursing, you made me so comfortable.
As if it was some kind of cure.
I think back to that evening a lot.
We weren’t even drunk, pretty sober actually,
And we both knew it was going to happen,
I loved every minute of it, seriously.
The way you were looking at me,
the way our bedroom eyes met,
It was like electricity,
and I never expected that.
We are so compatible,
when it comes to the physical stuff,
I don’t want to think about where this is heading towards,
as the brain compatibility might be tough.
I just want to think back to that evening,
longing for you again and again,
No matter what will happen to us,
You will always be an amazing man.
3.5 years in the making, making love to those sweet sounds of Frank Ocean, though we both weren’t even listening.