Sseneixin

She tingles with the flirtatiousness of the conversation. 

After another few miles, she gently reached across the top of the bench seat and her hand found the back of his head. Her fingers rolled and massaged through his hair as she delivered the most loving half-scratch, half-massage treatment...He caught her looking at him out of the side of his eye and said, ‘What’s that look for? She kept eye contact and grinned...

All the girlfriends saying "here we go again" Rich kid but he act like a gentleman Last one didn't end like it should've been Two dates and he still wanna get it in And they're saying it's because of the Internet Try her once and it's on to the next chick X-O the O face on your exes...right? And we can do the same thing if you wanna have at it When your thoughts can't breathe and you thinking asthmatic

I miss you, I mean it, I tried not to feel it But I can’t get you out of my head

A Reverie

I marvel at the texture of his hair, of being able to run my fingers through it and fluff up his bangs. The depth of his gentle, brown eyes. The warmth of his flesh. The comforting smell of his body, his clothes. The clearness and closeness of his voice, unadulterated by Internet connections and unfiltered by the reception of cell phones. How tall he is, how big—how he wraps around me when I move to embrace him and dwarfs me, encloses me.

At first you were a prince. You were peaceful, and to me you were the sweetest boy in the world. You had patience and there was an elegance about you. You gave me many gifts, and by that I mean you introduced me to many things, worlds I had no idea existed, a sweeter side within myself, one that I never knew was there, and also of course a darker side, but even with that darkness that comes with knowing you, being with you, in the end, I need you. You enabled me to grow as a person. Everything that I am today, came from you.