You with your adorable faces, the ones you make when you’re thinking hard about something or trying to remember what you were going to say.
You with your soft hair, just long enough that I can play with it, weave the strands in my fingers.
You with your warm hugs, tall and warm and comfortable. I could stay in your arms forever.
I don’t know what to do next.
I don’t know how to tell you what I want.
You know I like you, I know you like me, so what’s stopping us?
We’re both shy, our friends know that and think they can fix it by continuously pestering us, saying “go out already!”
And I know that what’s going through both of our minds is “yes, we should go out already.”
Yet we still aren’t.
I just want you to be mine, all mine, only mine, just be mine.
I want to hold your hand and be able to smile and say “yes, that’s my boyfriend.”
Boyfriend. I would feel so privileged to call you my boyfriend.
That’s what I want, but how do I tell you? How do we get from where we are to where we need to be?????