Familiar.

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It's easy. Easier than it should be. We slip quickly in to that old rhythm, guard up then down, testing the waters. Tonight, we give in. Let the walls fall as we melt into each other. Familiar doesn't begin to describe it. Like remembering the words to a song you havent thought of in years. Realizing its been there the whole time. Each touch brings a comfortable thrill. Each breath reels me back in. Your lips match my memories. Exact. They're all still there, your easy smile, the curve of your back.

Stillness takes over. Your words flow cooly, unsteady but consistant. I take them in slowly, sip after sip. Filling with things I didn't know I was looking for. Our fingertips, like magnets, keep finding each other. Leaving me breathless on impact. I feel dizzy and controlled.

We continue for hours. Spinning, careful and unfiltered. When I trip up you take over. We make sense, of things, the past and each other. Its different than I imagined. More than I expected.

You've been gone for hours and I still can't catch my breath.