You pull me in. Our heads touching, your hand on my cheek, you look at me with those puppy eyes. You glance at my lips.
I know where you're going with this. I also know I should hold back. I shouldn't give in. You have a bad reputation- yet that makes me want you even more. I want to know everything about you. I want to know all your secrets. I want to know what makes you weak and what helps you feel strong.
I lean in closer, my face burns up and I kiss you.
I kiss you again. I got lost for a second. I was living in the moment."I told you you're fun to kiss"
Now I've snapped out of it. I pull away from you. Embarrassed and everything. You laugh at me and call me cute.I want to do more. I want to know you more but I don't want to rush things. I only just met you and yet it feels like I've known you for years. I don't have any worrying thoughts when I'm with you. I don't feel bothered by anything you do or have done. I don't know why either.
Even if you do hurt me, even if you are as dangerous as they say, I don't care. I think it's worth it if I get to know the real you.
YOU ARE READING
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RandomThis is my new journal :p So be prepared for anything, trigger warnings about everything 🧍♂️🧍♂️ Most of it probably won't make sense so deal with it