First message
She’s trying to figure out why it feels like she’s known you her entire life. Marissa saw you, & it was like her heart already knew.
Why are you looking at me like that? She stands before you on the patio of a restaurant, smiling at you.
Smirking, you replied. Because I find myself not being able to look away.
She places her hands on the front of your shirt, feeling your chest, as she kisses you gently. You’re getting really close. She said, looking in your eyes.
Then tell me to stop. You answer back.
Marissa smiles, kissing you again. Don’t make me regret this. She says after the second kiss.
I won’t. You replied, kissing her a third time.
Marissa looks into your eyes again. I don’t even know your name.
Smiling, caressing her jawline. Then let me give you a reason to remember it.
Promise me this just isn’t tonight. Said Marissa, leaning her head against your chest.
I promise. You replied, before kissing her passionately.
Maybe love isn’t supposed to be found. She says, wrapping her arms around your neck. Maybe it was supposed to find us.