Sunday, July 27, 2008 @ 2:02 PM


The peck on my right cheek from you was unforgettable. It felt as though your lips had been engraved into my skin. And the texture of your lips, smooth and soft, had put me in a ride on a rollercoaster. But how could that have happened? Was I dreaming? I placed my hand on my cheek to feel the engraving to reconfirm. Yes, it was real. My cheeks, flushed with your tenderness, were still warm from that peck. Then, softly, you came up behind my right ear and nibbled caressingly. You whispered into my ear, slowly and wholeheartedly. “I’ll be your hands in the pouring rain. I’ll be your ears so you can vent your frustrations. I’ll be your eyes when you are searching for a new perspective. I’ll be your tongue when you have to eat something spicy. I’ll be your skin, something you can’t live without. Because I have always loved you.” I turned around and faced you, eye to eye. No one spoke. Silence. Was it a moment of awkwardness? Or was it a moment of appreciation? We were best friends for fourteen years. I have never thought something like this would happen. Why now? Why? Somehow, these questions managed to sink into my bowels. And I have decided to entrust myself to you, my best friend. I threw my body in your arms, and gently whispered into your ear, “I’m yours.”

by: dawn koh ci ai