I like you. I think about you sometimes late at night, I think about our moments together and how comfortable I feel around you. I feel like I can be stupid and ugly and that's okay because I'm good enough just being me. Like how a friend would make you feel.
During the time we spend together I want to kiss you, even before we start doing other things. I want to kiss you just to kiss you. When I say hello or when you laugh and I see the corners of your eyes crease or when you make some stupid joke and I roll my eyes and scoff. Those are the moments I'd really like to kiss you. I want to hold your hand too. I mostly think about this when I'm driving us places.
When we have sex I feel like I could tell you I love you. Not right in that moment, it just feels like something I could learn to say. The way you have sex with me feels tender, it's the way a lover might have sex. I like the things you say to me in the middle of it. How you direct me, praise me. I like when you thank me for the things I do. That feels more intimate than anything else for some reason. Intimate in the same way as when I listened to you cry in my passenger seat as I drove us home that one night.
Sometimes I fantasise about asking you out. I don't let my mind wander too far into it. It's just simple thoughts about things like taking you out to the movies and holding your hand in the theatre. How you might lean your face in close to mine just to giggle or whisper something during the film. Sometimes I can imagine us doing mundane things together. I sit on the train and feel the space where you could be. I can't see much further than that.
I like you. I think about you sometimes late at night, I think about our moments together and how timed they are. We are together when we are together and not a second longer. I know you like the things we do together, but you don't think much of me much beyond that. I make you smile, I make you laugh, I make you feel happy when we're together. Comforted. Sated. Safe. Like how a friend would make you feel.
