he makes my heart race. i thought i didn't like him. i thought i couldn't. not after i spent so long forgetting. knowing how he was. but it's different. the way we are.
i smile uncontrollably. i love watching him get ready. i love the feeling of being "his girl"
i love the way he thinks that dorky, quirky girls are sexy.
i love his kisses, even when they hurt.
i love his fearlessness. how he's never embarassed.
how he's so comfortable. i love that he's not ashamed.
i love that he's changed for the moment.
and im changed for the moment.
this straightjacket feeling has gotten the best of me.
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