The colors green and blue come to mind. . . I want to smell, taste and just eat her. I miss the kisses exchanged by air and the pure innocents of fear of being caught. I like to sing, scream and meow all the funny stuff that I feel inside when she comes to mind. I like to playfully make her think I like a guy instead of her and just be plain stupid. I am foolish no? What am I to think that she wont finally get over me in time? So I play the games and hope she never gets tired. I always pull a new trick out from my sleeve and hope she never sees the sweat on my brow.
I hope she goes funny and just plain crazy. I like for the finally she gets the clue I am crazy about her. I want her to kiss me already. I am on my last trick and all I want to scream is I LOVE U STUPID! But I cant because then she will know she has me where she wants me. So I play it cool I play it safe.
I hope she goes funny and just plain crazy. I like for the finally she gets the clue I am crazy about her. I want her to kiss me already. I am on my last trick and all I want to scream is I LOVE U STUPID! But I cant because then she will know she has me where she wants me. So I play it cool I play it safe.
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Usually I'm not hesitant to tell people when I'm uncomfortable with their touching, but when it concerns people who will be handling my food I find I'm at an empasse. Conflict with myself.