02.02.15

5:54 p.m.

sometimes i feel like our time is exponential.

that's how i feel sometimes. sometimes i feel like our time is exponential.

sometimes i feel like every minute that we spend together is twice that, that every hour is multiplied by itself. sometimes feel like i've known her for years.

if you were to ask me yesterday, before last night, how much i expected to enjoy her lips- if you were to ask me, say, how soft i expected them to be, or how much i thought i would have liked kissing them- i would have held out my arms as far as i could and i would have said 'this much.'

that much. really.

but, if you were to ask me today how much i enjoyed kissing her lips last night, i wouldn't know what to do.

honestly.

my arms can't go that far out.