A Sequel

His fingers brushed lightley along my neck, his cool fingers carefully stroking my cheek. He'd barely snudded my skin, but his toutch made me shiver along my spine. I couldn't help but close my eyes, as he lightley grabbed the back of my head in both of his hands, and covered his fingers in my hair. My pulse was out of normal, and my heart kept beating faster and faster. Would I ever get used to this?
He rested his cheek on the top of my head and quietly smelled my hair. Though I couldn't see his expression, I knew he'd his eyes closed to. It was all set in motion, a slow motion that made time seem so overrated, so far in distance.
I let my forehead rest against his chest, still sciently focusing on the scent of his skin. Still trying to realize this was real,that he was mine. And he was safe. I couldn't be safer eighter, in his arms everything seemed to be the safest place in the world.
His words was nothing but a whisper, when his lips stroke my cheekbone, and to my ear. His sweet voice talked like I was fragile, so delicate and careful - as if I was about to break at any time.
As his words spoke slowly, I pushed him harder against me and held him so tight I could. After a while, I couldn't stop the tears from streaming down my face, feeling secure and safe, so inlove. For what it was worth, I could not think of the time this would end, I just wanted this, Him to last forever. Never let this feeling run out: wishing I could tie him up like this. Eaven though my sobbing was silent, I never expected him not to notice. Regret flushed up from every corner of me, as the grip of his arms around me lightend, and he pulled me a few inches away. I didn't want to meet his gaze, as concerned eyes watched me in silence.
"Are you crying? Are you alright?"
His voice was concerned, and filled with such sympathy, my heart was about to explode with happiness.
"I-I..," my words tried to speak. "I-I'm just so..." His eyes, more focused, more eager to know what, then before, flinced a bit trying to understand what I was saying.
"What, love, what? Are you okay?"
Then,I couldn't fight it anymore. I just couldn't stand beeing apart from him anymore. Without thinking, without a reason in particular my arms were all over him, around his neck. I kissed him, eagerly, but his lips moved slowly, more romantic than mine. I had to give in, and let him take charge, and the kiss preoceeded his way. I felt comfort. Warmth. I felt strong, but somehow, so weak.

As I'd thought, he didn't make the kiss last. I knew this was bothering him; the unknowleadge of the tears on my face. Ge gently grabbed my face in his hands, and pulled me away, and gazed into my eyes.
"Now...what's bothering you, love?," he asked. I felt stronger to speak now, but it was still surprising how calm my voice sounded.
"The perfection," I said, honest and passionatly, watching his eyes that turned into more confusion. I had to laugh. A small giggle turned my red eyes even shinier.
He couldn't understand, therefor not laugh nor let go of my eyes.
"Inside of me," I started " there's this fear of letting go of you. My world is spinning because of you. It's like the oxigen in the air came with you, and so therefor I realised in what vaccum I lived in before. A world so motionless and boring - nothing to live for. And then you came. And now I can't breath without you by my side. I need to be close to you, always,"
The last words came out in a sigh full of tears, and unwillingly, I'd to accept them to.
He seemed a bit surprised, but he kept his face in the same pose as before.
Oh, God, how could someone in the world be so perfect? I didn't regret my words, but still, something seemed wrong. The silence between us was incredubly silent. Hopelessly quiet. What had I said? He was, just like before, starring into my eyes, with his hands arond my face. Without breaking the gaze, e stroke my tears away with his thumb. I started to be concerned. But then he finally spoke.
"I love you" he said. After the words that made me shiver, his face broke up in that familiar, smile. The smile did, in so many ways confuse me.
"I love the way you blush, after telling something that's deep down inside of you.
I love the face of yours when you're worried for small stuff," He made a pause, and the smile drasticly disappeared, and his face turned serious again.
" But most of all I love you, as you are. I love you as you are right now, in my arms, kept away from any danger that can possibly ecxist. I love you, and I wish I could put in words of exactly how mutch."