My Life

Her warm hand gently rubs up and down my arm as her head rests on my chest. My rhythmic breathing causes her head to rise and sink in perfect unison with my body. My mind and body feel elated, we just had our first kiss and everything went perfectly.

She lifts her head and places her chin on my chest. We sit and stare into one another’s eyes for somewhere around thirty seconds. I know that I should feel comfortable doing that, but I couldn’t feel more awkward. Why doesn’t she just say something? I think to myself.

I break eye contact to avoid any further awkwardness in my mind, I know that she has no idea I feel this way. People always think they understand me, but they rarely do. She’s probably thinking about how much I like her. It makes me laugh that someone can be wrong so many times in such a short period of time. I don’t think that I truly like her yet, just the idea of her. The idea of having someone to hold and someone to care about. I wonder if I’ll start to like her as I learn more about her.

She starts talking and I smile and nod after each sentence. I look deep into her eyes to appear as if I’m interested, but in reality, I’m thinking about how bad of a kisser she was. In between sentences, she begins to cough. My mind travels out of my imagination and into reality, I guess I should appear as if I care, I think to myself.

“That doesn’t sound good! I hope you’re not getting sick or anything…” The words flow off my tongue like I truly mean them. I would have been a good actor, I think to myself.

“Aw, no way. I’ve actually been super sick the past few days and I’m just starting to get better,” she replies.

I stare at her in utter disbelief, get up, and leave without saying a word. There goes my ego…

Now I sit here, two days later; my throat feels like it’s coated with acid and my nose feels like someone stuck a concrete hose in it and filled it up

Moral of the story? Colds are contagious.

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