May 29, 2006 12:11
things were crazy and i met him
with my shirt off.
i took his hat off when we kissed
i thought i was being tricky.
lying backwards on the bed i felt
him touch my hips.
footsteps on the stairs made me
run. but he found me later...
and told me to dance. our tongues
were touching in my bed again...
and i've never felt so decisive
before.
he called the next day and i picked him up. he bought me $5 ice cream.
i took him to the school down the street. i knew i shouldn't have...
so i left the ice cream to melt.
i've finally done it. and i might even like him. but i am so much more concerned with how and when he will take my clothes off.
and i wonder if my substitute is jealous, or even curious.
my substitute for love, how you consume me.
yikes. am i making mistakes?
i hope so...
love. jeannie. (written may 14th)