I keep thinking about how you looked at me
in my kitchen and in my bedroom
like I was so fascinating
it wasn't a lustful look
it could've been
but it wasn't
it was 'wow this girl in front of me is really something'
you touched my legs like you were so honored to be able to
and you kissed my cheeks like a babydoll
I just felt so beautiful
it wasn't how I looked or how I thought I looked
it was mental
I really felt it
fascinating
