Begining

It starts with a glance.
You look into each others eyes from across the room.
At first you look away embarrassed, your face possibly red.
The next time it happens you flash a timid smile.
He smiles back and you get butterflies.

The next step is a conversation.
He sits by you and you make small talk.
At first it might be awkward, racking your brain for something to say.
But eventually it evolves and you can talk about anything.

Then comes the confession.
He likes you, you like him.
He'll ask what you would do if he held your hand.
Your face turns red and you ask what he would do if you held his.

You hold hands.
Its such a small thing.
But it means so much at the same time.
His big hand wrapped around your small one.
They fit together perfectly.

You'll love holding his hand.
The way he rubs his thumb across your skin.
The gentle way he squeezes it ever so often.
Just being close.
That's your favorite part.

He'll kiss you.
He's looking at you with those intense ice blue eyes.
Your so nervous you start talking fast about nothing at all.
He moves closer and your brain finally tells your mouth to shut up.
Your lips mold together and your left speechless.

That's how it begins.
From a timid smile to a breath taking kiss.
You've finally found what you've been searching for.
The void in your heart has been filled. For now, anyways.