Achieving Perfection

When we reached for each other in the dark, we found each other immediately. There was no fumbling, no worrying about getting it right. Our lips met, and just like that everything was perfect. It was the kind of perfection that can only be achieved in the darkest corners of the night, when all walls are down and all pretenses are tossed aside...

I could have sworn I heard you whisper those three little words.
Then again, maybe I just wished the warm breath tickling my ear was telling me the secrets your fully-conscious self holds back from me.

I know I'm ridiculous, but I don't care.
Make me crazy any day, and I guarantee I'll love it.

Me: "Allieee! I'm marrying Sven. He's a cutie."

Allie: "No! He's miiiine!!!!"

You: "Kenna, what the hell?"

Me: "Whaaat? You never say cute things like that to mee!" *pouty face*

You: *makes ♥ with hands*

You: "You're marrying me, remember?"