It was just a normal night hanging out in her basement before it happened. When were having a deep conversation about life in general when I briefly glanced down at her lips. By the time my eyes flashed back up to meet hers, she had a strange look in her eyes that I hadn't seen before. I was unsure about what was happening, but it was abnormal enough to make me sit up from my lying down position. For some reason, I felt as though I should distract myself from her, starting to reorganize the items on her coffee table before moving my head back around to search for her eyes.

My hazel eyes met her brown ones with an intimacy that was new, but not foreign. Like a moth to a flame, we silently moved closer, until our lips collided in an explosion of unspoken words that we had wanted to say but were too afraid of their consequences.

Our spoken conversation may have ran dry, absorbed by the magic of the moment, but our kiss said it all. It said everything we couldn't seem to say out loud.

The flame in me collided with hers, and together, we collided in a beautiful explosion.

And suddenly, we were kissing like the world was about to tilt and we were about to fall from gravity. I guess I can just hoped that we land together in a fiery mess, instead of apart on different frosty islands.

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Author's Note: I actually wanted to put a different image, but it wouldn't work, so here it is :) I hope you like it :D