I wish I was there last night so I could have crawled into you like I have crawled into myself so many other nights on my own. I would have lightly pulled at the corners of your shirt sleeve and I would have gently brushed your jaw line with my fingertips and then I would have
I like your soft eyes, your quiet side I even like your lack of confidence, like when you want to kiss me or when you pull your lips away and say, "so...are we a thing?"
i don't know what we are, but i like whatever it is
I guess I'd rather go back to sleep so i can pretend you're still here next to me... I'm having a hard time knowing whether that was all a dream (you made it feel like a dream)
You should have kissed me at the waterfall You should have kissed me under the blankets You should have kissed me 12 or 20 times..... But the one time you did kiss me.. Still left me dizzy
this is taking so long, months (but years, it seems) (it seems I have known you for years) and all I have wanted for these past few (years) your hands on my waist your lips touching mine all I have wanted is your eyes to look into mine as you smile and say, "Goodnight."
i have changed so much and all i feel anymore are body movements and butterflies when he looks into my eyes and to my first flame, i am sorry sorry sorry, but also i am not.
things change, life does that. but life is an open road and even my mom knows, "he'll fall in love with a better fit"