I love how it feels when you hold me in your arms.
I feel valuable.
Like you could pick any other girl you wanted, but you picked me.
I'm nothing special, just a freshman.
Just a freshman in the arms of her senior.
You get jealous,
Worried,
Nervous,
You show me you care without even knowing it.
That makes me feel valued.
You make me feel like I'm something worth holding on to.
When you hold onto me,
And I can see the tired comfort in your face,
And I smell the smooth scent of cigarettes and skate oil,
I feel my cold core start to warm.
Your heartbeat is steady,
Like a watch enveloped in cotton.
Your eyes look into mine
Beautiful, beautiful blue eyes.
I don't even notice you're kissing me softly
I'm too focused on those beautiful eyes.
Suddenly it hits me
A slow wave of tingles
That was the first kiss
And now its over.
Oh, one more, please I beg
I can't ignore how pleasant I feel
Knowing that man I care so deeply for
Has just kissed me, like it was the simplest thing.