Maybe I was wrong
when I said that I was fine that
The boy with hair the color of honey
And eyes the color of chocolate and ice
Was just my friend.
Because the way he looked at me and told me I was beautiful made
Me want to sink into the depths of oblivionAnd the way he called me sweetheart made me want more.
But maybe it was all in my head.
The way he held my hand
Or smiled at me."Hey, you there?
I blinked
Letting the fact that
He was standing so close
And holding my handSink in.
Because my stomach was doing flips and my hands were sweaty.
But his were too.
"Yeah," I said softly.
"I'm scared out of my mind right now, Ada."
He was.
His eyes were fidgety and he wouldn't stop
running his fingers through his
honey strands.
"I'm here, I'm going to be right here while your out there kicking some ass."
And that calmed him down and made him smile
So hard that a little dimple formed by his lips,
Which made me smile.
"What will I do without you?"
My heart felt like it was thumping out of my chest so I was stupid.
And I kissed him.
And i felt warm all over and
safe,When he held my face gently with his hands that it tickled a little.
"We're on Reggie!"
I tried my hardest to hold on to that sweet moment for as long as I could until
I heard the crowd yelling and screaming which pulled us apart.
And he looked at me,
Just stared for what felt like years until he was pulled by the back of his jean jacket by Rick, the drummer, on stage.
And all I could see was the side of his silhouette as he Spoke into the microphone,
And started strumming his guitar as I held my chest.
But i swear I caught his eyes
Land on me from backstage with that sweet smile i know so well now.
Maybe...
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RomanceIt felt like butterflies and the feeling you get before you open a present, It felt like going on one of those roller coasters the moment right before the big drop. What Falling in love felt like. His eyes held mine and something burst insid...