You're beautiful. Every bit about you is perfect to me. From your thick round lips that I would kill to feel on mine, to your dark brown skin that I want so desperately to touch.Your eyes that welcome me with such delight, and your hand that wraps around mine when I thank you for your help. It is not only your physical that I find so attractive, but it is your mental too. I'm in love with your mind. The ideas that seem to come to you within the seconds I ask. The questions you ask that I find so complex, I sometimes can't answer. The many conversations we've had about anything I find myself somehow intrigued about what you're about to say. Do you believe in love at first sight? I did. But that was until I met you. It was the sight of you that caught my eye, that is no lie, but it was your voice that made me so head over heels for you. You speak with strength, but yet still soft all in the same breath. So I believe, for me, it wasn't love at first sight, but love at first listen.
I find myself constantly dreaming about being with you—about us. I've just about planned our entire lives together. From our first encounter to our last breaths we will take on this earth. I am, without a doubt, in love with you and I want nothing more than to make you mine. But there is just one issue that stands between us, one I don't think we will be able to so easily get around. I don't want us to be hidden behind closed bedroom doors or silent when asked if we are seeing someone. I want to kiss you whenever, wherever. I want to please you in that exact moment you need be. I want to tell everyone you're mine. But teachers cannot form romantic relations with students. this rule prohibits all of this, and it indoing so infuriates me. Regardless of this, I still want you. I still need you. Forget the rules. Forget the costs, I don't care. All I care about is you.
I've thought about us together, hidden from the world to see. Yes, I would be torn if I'm not able to show you off to the world, it wouldn't matter so. Because I would still have you. You would still be in my arms every night, and I in yours.
You would still be my Lady Lady

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RomanceHe wanted her so bad it almost hurt. He'd do anything for her, even master a instrument or two