We have a secret. We keep that secret together. Mostly secrets are bad but not this one. No, this secret is beautiful.
I always had a little crush on you but I didn’t know better that you were straight. You only liked boys.
You always found me at parties. We would dance and make fun. We laughed and flirt a little bit. You would hug me and touch me a little. I didn’t mind. It was fun.
But that one night everything changed it was just the right moment. You told me you wanted to kiss me. And I saw it in your eyes. You didn’t just want to kiss me. You wanted me. And I wanted you. It was just you and me.
We kissed and it was our beautiful little secret. It was special for you I felt it. And it was special to me.
I thought it was just for once. But you prove me wrong. The next party you found me again and we kissed again when we were alone. Again our beautiful little secret. I felt your body to mine when I took you to bed it was special and again our beautiful little secret. That nobody needs to know.
Just you and I.
We kissed more often and you would touch me more often.We become closer and closer. It feels so real when we are together. I love it. And I want to do it all over again and again.
This is our beautiful little secret.
But I wish it wasn’t a secret. I wish I can call you mine and tell you that I like you. That I want you.
And that is my beautiful little secret.