My first love letter....... No.. that’s not it

My first time making someone squirm in their seat.

“Haha” ~ a chuckle escaped me and a smirk took ahold of my lips. You slid, what was it? A rice Krispy, the original was my favorite, or fruit snacks, the motts one- was the only ones I trusted but Welch’s sufficed........ because it was you so you would never hear me complain. Or maybe you leaned the top of your tumbler to me, “hm” a suggestive nudge of ur elbow to my torso, with a single eyebrow raised and curious,  caring, soft eyes looked upon me but averted ever so slightly; “Mmmm muh” I humbled and shook my head.....no; you shrugged your shoulders then proceeded to drink from it, still as steam left the top; “Isn’t that hot” rising intonation in my voice, a rhetorical question I had asked, with a slight, affirming nod “Scorching hot, just like how I like it”

I let out a deep laugh, at the top of my lungs, the room felt silent...... all I could hear was myself and all I could see was you, I laughed like you said the most hilarious shit ever, now 3 years passed and hit my line, talking bout “guess who?”; now the track cover to “Hold you” by D’african on Spotify symbolizing weed as their lover reminds me of you; and it tells tales of how you’ve been drifting through your life since you last stopped here, on a nimbus cloud. Mount Everest ain’t got shit on you.