i promised myself i wouldnt fall for anyone new
i wasnt supposed to love you,
no especially not you
but now i know you
now ive been with you
and i think its kinda obvious
loving you
is something i wanna do.

12:48 AM
the best thing to happen to me.

time goes by so fast with you
one moment im wrapped in your arms, listening to your heart beat while playing with your beautiful blonde hair
then the next im home, alone, thinking about the next time i get to be with you
im so wrapped up in you.

*-you're the one i've been waiting for.

Whether I try to or not,
I'll keep
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Out my heart to her -
Because she keeps

Puncturing it! >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

With her honey-sweet words.

There's this urge to say I love you
And there's this fear she'll say "I don't"...

Everyday,
I'm getting worse -
I keep falling deeper
And deeper
For her.

Everytime she opens up to me,
I sense it getting worse.
The feelings that I have for her they get stronger
Each time she shares a secret with me -
And I get the idea that we are getting more intimate.

I'm falling for her,
At an alarming rate
(and I don't think she notices)
But it's fine
As long as she is too,
Because it would be unfair of her
To leave me alone






Down
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Sometimes I just want you to say,
"I'm yours"
Really, I want you to say it.

Maybe you have said it,
But I'd like to hear it again
Please use "my" in front of your pet names for me,
Really, I long to hear those words -
But if it's too much that I'm asking for, I understand...

And I hope you like being mine.

I'm sorry, I sound so pathetic,
But babe, I like you a lot,
Would like you to like me a lot too...
I hope my stupid sensitivity - cries for loving words - isn't appalling to you,
I hope not, but this is how I feel :
I want you to call me yours...

Sometimes I lay on my bed,
When you lie asleep,
Makes me hate the timezones more and more -
But it allows me to think about you more and more.

I lay there and I dream of meeting you love,
I dream of kissing you the first time our eyes actually meet,
Of holding you tight.
I dream of the taste of your tongue,
Feeling the heat energy given off by your face when I remind you you're beautiful.

I dream of holding you tight
And whispering some ***** things into your ear,
Then you know exactly what I'm insinuating because you'll act uncomfortable.
I wonder what will happen,
Would you give me a church girl's response?
Would you act shy and tell me that you're only doing it for me.
Or would you just grab me,
And tell me by the means of your caresses that you want to...

I wonder if you'll mind,
Mind me and my desires...
Would you give yourself to me wholeheartedly or would you rethink our relationship?
I wonder if you would be mad at me if I forced my lips onto yours in public.
I wonder if you'd be submissive to me, or maybe you'd be the one making demands, begging me to kiss you, give you massages, or just to hold you because you want me closer.
I wonder if you're like me,
One who gets tired of hearing confessions
And just wants to feel loved in another way - by another way, I mean I want you to taunt my pleasure receptors.

I want your skin on mine,
I want to feel you exhale upon my skin...
I just want you,
A lot...