You know that “Chasing Cars” feeling? That longing? Well so do I. ~Miella
Sometimes, I would fall asleep thinking of sleeping with the person I liked. Not having sex, but laying together in my little twin bed, like my friends and I would do at sleepovers. We could cuddle and watch Audrey Hepburn movies until our eyelids were so heavy, we would just turn off the TV and lay there.
My dad once told me about how he wanted a love like “Chasing Cars” by Snow Patrol—someone who would lay with you and just forget the world. And he said he found that with my step mother.
From the day he told me that story, I wished for a love like that, a person like that, a moment like that. Sure, the sudden “Sparks Fly” moments would be wonderful, but it would be the beautiful moments I wanted that would stay with you forever.
So that’s what I wanted.
To fall asleep on his shoulder. To stay there all night. To have his arms around me. To have four feet tangled in my lavender sheets instead of two. To have warmth other than my own filling up my bed. To reach over and be able to pull him close.
I didn’t ask for too much, did I?