#kelris

Its 3:20 am. I can’t sleep. I awoke thinking just for a moment, you were here. Remembering in that brief moment between sleep and the waking world, everything from that week together. The feel of your soft skin, the way you smile, even in your sleep. The temptation to pull you in as close as I can, to hold you and never let go. The times between seeing you are long, but that makes those few moments that much more dear.

That moment in the airport...my heart pounding, body tense with anxiety, looking down at my arms and remembering the last time you saw me, they were inkless and blank. Last time you saw me, I was a girl, or at least pretending to be. I didn’t see you at first. I wondered, in a brief moment of panic, what if you didn’t come to meet me? What if you realized I wasn’t what you wanted?

Then I remembered.

Three long years, I’d thought about that moment.

Three years later and I could still feel my heart racing at the thought of your touch.

Three years later, and I was still enraptured by those stormy eyes, grey, green, blue and gold. Remembering how my heart fluttered every time you smiled at me.

That moment outside the tavern, the rain heavy in the air, telling myself not to look back, hoping beyond hope you’d be beyond sense and follow me.

Laying in my bunk that night, wondering if somewhere across the field you were thinking about me too.

Stopping, before going home, knowing I had to say a better goodbye, knowing I didn’t have the nerve to tell you how you’d made me feel.

Stopping in the dip below the Tavern, not knowing if I would just hug you goodbye, or fall to my urges and kiss you. Needless to say, a hug sufficed, besides how could a guy like you go for me?  

Three years later, and now I know.

You did come to meet me, 4 months ago. My heart lept in my chest. That moment I’d wished for three years ago was finally coming to pass.

Three years later, I finally held you close and kissed you. It was perfect. My darling, you’ve been nothing but wonderful.

I’m comforted when I’m alone at night, on nights like this, by the thought of you. Remembering the feeling of you pulling me closer. Remembering the hundreds of kisses we exchanged. How even the years apart didn’t change that feeling of comfort and familiarity.

I suppose I’m rambling now, but darling, I love you.

But no. I’m not taking the coin back.

I GET TO SEE KELRIS. HOLY FUCK. IN FOUR DAYS! FOR SIX DAYS! OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD. If anyone of my friends that i know in person would like to meet the boy, shoot me a message kk? Love you all. 

Hey Kelris,