I want to hold onto you, smile at you
But I don't know how
So I cling to him, familiarity
The unknown intimidates me
But I want you to know
I want *you
This came to me when, nervous about you, I clung to his arm in the hall laughing, prolonging my purgatory of Mr. Class of 2013 thoughts in calculus, when there you were...
God, the only thought on my mind was dropping everything and kissing you...
Instead I flushed red, averted my gaze - avoiding yours, and I clung to ******* pointless "familiarity," walking in the wrong **** direction, kicking myself...