You asked me if I’d ever kissed a man. I tried to tease you, accusing you of playing ‘Truth or Dare’ but your sky blue eyes pinned me in place and I forgot to breathe. You tilted my chin up and studied my eyes. I was lost between heaven and hell. Only once, I told you, but I didn’t love him. That seemed to decide things for you. Keeping your eyes on mine, you leaned down. Before our lips met, you told me that you loved me. My eyes closed, and I breathed you in. I knew this was love.