Casa del John

Hey Delilah,

First of all, I gotta admit, I just had to fight against the urge to begin this “Hey there, Delilah” and now that song’s playing in my head. *chuckles* Ah well, here goes nothing.

I’m sitting in the middle of 19th Century Lit, which made me wonder if you ever read some of these books… which made me wonder if you ever met some of these people. Which… is kind of a trippy thought to me. You, like, brushing shoulders with Charles Dickens or something like that.

Alright, alright, I’m completely not paying attention in class. Because I’m still sort of thinking about last night. And, to be honest, I woke up thinking about it. I almost played my music a little louder again and took a few extra minutes in the shower to think about the concert and everything else that followed. I thought it was pretty funny how that one guy knocked into you and blinked when you didn’t budge.

I also really like when you climbed onto my shoulders and cheered at the band.

Your hair smelled really nice when you leaned down to kiss my cheek.

I don’t really know why it’s important for me to say all that.

Maybe because I’m afraid you think I just liked what we did in the car and that’s it. Not that I didn’t. That was… so fucking incredible, I don’t have words for it. I know you’ve probably been with a lot of guys by now, but I haven’t ever been with a girl that makes me feel half the way you make me feel. Yeah, I mean that with the sex and all, but it’s not just that and I know it’s not just that. I just don’t know how to explain it right now.

You’re the first woman I’ve ever wanted to hold like that and I don’t know why I couldn’t stop kissing you, but I couldn’t. Your lips felt good on mine. Kind of like there was something else there and for the first time I could kiss a girl without immediately thinking about wanting to fuck them. Which, for me, is saying something. Not that I’ve slept with a lot of girls, but that whole thought seems to spring up pretty quickly.

I guess that statement could be taken two ways, huh? *grins*

Anyway, you’re the first girl I’ve had these other thoughts and feelings with and I had to write it all out. I’m not even sure I’m going to give this note to you, but something tells me I should. You’re probably going to notice it anyway. How many times I’m gonna let you bite me and how many times I’m gonna hold you after sleeping with you. I’m sure these things send signals, so I might as well tell you that I… like you. A whole lot. I’m not sure what that means right now, but for some reason, I kind of wanted to say that to you.

Class is almost over. I should probably close my laptop and get ready for jogging over to the computer lab and daring myself to print this.

It’s too bad you can’t come out during sunlight. I wouldn’t mind meeting with you at the coffee stand along the way.

See you later,
John

Tags: Delilah, letter, love

jmichaeldawes  Oct 9 Letters