He was going to kiss me. To kiss me. All my life I’ve been waiting for that kiss.
Would it be so mortifying that at age close to two decades, you can’t still get over a puppy love? (I am actually wondering why they called it that way when they could have called it kitten love? LOL ) When everybody at your age cried and almost died for love? They’ve even gone too far than that, kissing and all those make-outs, like those in Hollywood movies.
Why gais, why? There’s so much love and giddy feeling in an innocent, lust-free love. All you ever wanted is to be with each other, talk and plant trees together without actually unbuttoning each others’ clothes.
Would it be so humiliating that even by just glancing at you, it felt like I’ve been stealing kisses from you. By just talking to you, it felt like I’ve been naked in front of you. Yeah baby, that’s how it felt like. And I can’t just cross over the line and do more than that. Let’s keep it conservative for now.
And yes, because I am so in love with Fillped. Thanks to @kebe for lending me awesome books.:D
” …and the next thing I know he’s holding my hand, looking right into my eyes.
My heart stopped. It just stopped beating. And for he first time in my life, I had that feeling. You know, like the world is moving all around you, all beneath you, all inside you, and you are floating. Floating in midair. And the only thing keeping you from drifting away is the other person’s eyes. They are connected to yours by some invisible physical force, and they hold you fast while the rest of the world swirls and twirls and falls completely.
-Flipped, M.Draanen
Reading it slowly, with feelings and then repeat. The next thing was a blur, all I know is I’m Flipped. LOL.








