#risk everything

Everytime our lips touched, my knees would go weak and my legs would go numb. That was how strong it was for me. You were affecting every part of my body by only touching one. I remember the first time it happened. You were leaving for a week and there was no way of communication where you were going. The night before you left, you came to my house at 11 pm, even though it was late and your friends wanted to go home. You came anyway. We talked, we laughed, and we hung out with your friends. It started to get late so you began walking me to my door. We whispered our feelings and quietly laughed at the stupid things that we did that night. We had to stay quiet because we knew that on the other side of that door was my father. I hugged you, telling you how much I was going to miss you and that I would see you in a week. As I began to peel my body away from yours, you grabbed my waist and pulled me back. You looked me in the eyes and then leaned down for our lips to touch. We kissed. We kissed so passionately that I had to tell myself to breath because I kept forgetting. I ran my fingers through your hair while you kept your hands on my waist, keeping me close. We pulled apart and I didn’t wanna let you go. I hugged you one last time before I walked into my house. I had no idea that you had that kind of power over me. I was scared, but the way you made my heart race and made every place you touched feel like fire, made me want to risk everything for you.

genuinely i think one of the most divisive questions between people today is "how much are you willing to risk to change things for the better?"