Dear God I'm a girl and I shouldn't think about his body.

When I say my day went good, I generally don't mean this good. Oh God! Hasn't he got the cutest smile in the whole damn world. Can I fall any deeper into him?

I can't believe I just went out with him. Somebody pinch me. This Guy, he's been giving me some real jitters in my stomach and everywhere ever since I saw him. Sometimes I take time off studies and work just to think about him. Think about his hair, think about his eyes, think about his lips and how it'd feel to kiss him. Will he wrap his arms around my waist when we kiss... will he bend down or do I have to stand on my toes... well... I'll love it all.

Do I love him? I don't think so. Because I don't wanna know if he has a girl in his life. I don't miss him when we don't talk for long hours. I'm not concerned about what he's doing all day. I don't feel down when he's low. I don't dream of living together.  I don't see marriage and kids with him. I don't care if he smokes and drinks. And I don't care if my dad won't like him. But I do wanna make sure I get to hang out with him as often as possible.  I don't want him to fall for some other girl. I want him to hold my hand as we walk. I want him to look into my eyes when we talk. I want him to bite my lips when we kiss. I want him to touch me like no one else has ever.

 

And when he sat beside me today I could feel the chills down my spine when his hand touched mine. I could barely look into his eyes because I know that would make me feel things I won't want to. I tried hard to distract myself of all the steamy scenes I'm making up in my mind. But that's harder than it sounds.  Every time I saw him sipping his coffee I couldn't take my eyes off his lips. Every time I saw his hands I could only imagine how it would feel on my skin...

 "Dear God I'm a GIRL. What am i doing? I have no right to think or feel like this. I shouldn't think about his body. "