Making Up And Making Out

I open my eyes, don’t be fooled, I haven’t slept this night, nothing. It was impossible. That kiss and her words kept going through my head. I get out of my bed and drag myself to the door, I am glad it’s Saturday. School would be even worse than normal. I open my door and I see a sleeping Tina sitting against the wall with a little paper in her hand. She looks beautiful. I shake my head, these feelings, I can’t have them. I squat down and take the paper. I open it and read out loud.

Hey,

I’m so sorry for freaking out after we kissed. I’m sorry for hurting you. I thought that I might not be awake when you came out of your room so I hope you read this little letter:

I want to explain why I reacted the way I did.

I promised myself, after I read one of your letters that I found on your bed, that I would never get involved with you. I thought I couldn’t do it; I couldn’t be in a relationship with a girl. That I wasn’t strong enough for it. I wanted to be ‘normal’, you know? I didn’t want to fight my whole life to have the same rights as any other couple. But then, I thought of you. Of how I feel when you hold me, when you talk to me or just give me a look, a wink or a smile. I sat here for two hours before I realized: I’ve never felt those feelings with any of my ex-boyfriends. When we kissed, it was amazing. Like nothing I never experienced before. It made my head spin; my knees buckle and my heart beat faster than normal. I know that this is something special and I’m sorry for giving you the impression that I don’t want you because, now I know that I do. I long for you.

Please, give me a chance to prove to you that I’m worthy of your love. I hope you forgive me for hurting you.

I love you,

Tina X

A smile graces my face but then worry takes over. I don’t know how I survived this freak out of hers, what if she’ll get another? And never want to be with me again, for real?