I remember the date
After an hour of getting something to eat and talking about when we were younger, we found ourselves where it all began, our elementary school playground.
We sat on top of the bars we swung on as kids and got neck cramps from looking up at the night sky. Sitting fairly close to each other, my hand rested on top of his. For the majority of the time neither of us spoke, probably too mesmerized by the stars to speak.
I wanted to break the silence by asking him the one thing I had wanted to ask him for a while.
However, when I tried, I froze. My heart rate increased and my mouth  grew dry. I stared at him blankly with my lips parted and an expression on my face that showed I clearly wanted to say something, yet was holding back. When he caught attention of that, he furrowed his brows. My anxiety built up, and my palms began to sweat and so I had quickly moved my hand away from his. After doing so, I turned slightly and my other hand slipped, making me lose balance and fall off the bars and onto the wood chips that laid beneath us.
He refrained from laughter and jumped down. Sitting beside me, he questioned me.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah. I uh—" I was absolutely speechless.
"If you're hurt, I'm a superhero and can fix you" he teased as he reached his hand out to help me up.
"Well, I guess there is something you could fix" I told him.
When I was brought to my feet, I stepped slightly closer to him and didnt let go of his hand, not to be cute and add to the moment, but because I needed the comfort.
"And what would that be?" He asked, taking my other hand in his as well.
"I'm currently boyfriendless, you could fix that?" I said, nervously.
I meant to sound confident, but I really just sounded horribly awkward. I pushed myself to say it, but I couldnt push myself to say it confidently.
"I can fix that" he said before leaning in and pressing his lips to mine.
It was just a peck, it was entirely innocent, but it meant the world to me.