There I was, the whole night, just sitting and observing. Every now and then, probably more often and obvious than I'd like, I'd glance in his direction. His eyes would meet mine and most of the time, I'd look away first. I wish I knew what he was thinking.
Then in the car, with his crazy driving, just us. Silences filled with him making casual chit-chat. Why is it when I meet someone I like I can't seem to find anything to say? Every now and then I'd look at him from the corner of my eye, willing something to happen. But next thing I knew we were outside of my house. I kissed him on the cheek when really I wanted to gently touch his chin and look into his eyes and kiss him sensually goodbye.
There are too many things in this world that I want but can't have. Why can't I be normal? But then... I wouldn't be me now would I?














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