I was laying down beside your knee, scratching your leg gently as you were sitting there with my hand in yours, running your fingertip over my knuckles, there was a quiet moment, a happy one, and I finally asked you what I’ve been dying to spill out, sort of just blurted it because I was so nervous — I’ve been wanting to ask you for so long. Your face lit up and you replied with the answer I had hoped for, we kissed and you smiled so wide and you said “I’m so happy”.
