Her

It was nearly summer break, We met as she bumped into me. She fell and I helped her up, That was only the beginning. We spent summer together, Being with her, it just felt right. A thought invaded my mind, I couldn’t help but think “Kiss her.” It caught me off guard a bit, Girls shouldn’t kiss other girls, right? Wouldn’t that be a bit strange? Maybe I have just drank too much. Next time we were together, I was stone cold sober, And still, I leant in as my lips met hers, In that moment, everything stopped. I didn’t feel weird, or wrong, It didn’t feel strange, or awkward, It was perfect. So was she. I wish it lasted forever.