I am here.
Here with you.
I only want to be with you.
Your touch.
Your words.
Gentle like the breeze.
Talking late into the night.
Yesterday we left class and met up.
We've done that once before.
We left and met in the bathroom.
You smiled.
I smiled.
You messed with your hair.
Apologized claiming it was messy.
No love, you are perfect.
You smiled.
Can I hug you?
Yes, don't need to ask sweet girl.
You wrapped your arms around me.
I fell victim to your touch again.
Living life on the edge again.
This time nobody pushed me over.
Perfect balance.
You smelled sweet
Your hug was like ****.
**** and I was addicted.
I needed you.
You were my drug.
Not bad though.
I wanted to stay this way.
I wanted to stay here with your arms around me for days.
Your fingers dancing up my sides.
I need you.
I am steady here.
But still falling.
Falling hard crashing....
God I love the falling.
I walked you halfway to class.
In front of your classroom we hugged again.
And left.
God I missed you like hell.
I can't stop missing you.
I'm aftaid we are mad.
Then again we are all mad here...