He was beautiful. Handsome, to be more correct. Perfect bone structure, healthy skin. Tall and slender. Blue eyes. Someone I’d just met, someone I’d be spending a New Years day and night with. I wasn’t aware of this. I just thought, well isn’t that boy cute. And it all started from there. We talked and got to know little things about the other. We chatted and eventually, we cuddled. It seemed natural, and it was comfortable. Comfortable and warm. One thing led to another.

Then he was asleep. I thought of my actions, I thought of the oddness of meeting someone and being this way. Is there ever a motive? Is there ever a reasoning for attraction, and acting on those thoughts? And how do those events happen so swiftly? I suppose, some things just happen before you realize they occurred.