...would you mind ?

the object of your affection whether innocent or intentional.
the tension between us is thick, akwkard at times.
funny at times the way we act with each other, playful like two children in a playground, but serious like lovers.

i don't know if to hug you or kiss you.
the hug is everlasting, time slows and the moment is saviored between us.
holding on tight as if you will lose them once you let go.
the split seconds after the hug is done, the looks begin, to make sure that mutual friends don't realize the connection that occured infront of them.

the random looks, eyes connecting everytime, getting cold chills down our spines.
shaking it off, even though the feeling is intoxicating. a smirk comes across our faces realizing the game that only the two of us know about, tag with our eyes and minds playing without words or a touch to expressed it.

we become paired of with every chance our friends give us. its subconciously walking in twos, chatting catching up as if this is how its always been meant to be. in our heads contemplating is this is meaningless conversation or going to lead to anything more. if we'll be able to show each other the ropes.

knowing that once the night is over this meeting won't happen for weeks to come. we won't plan anything, scared of what might be. memories will last and we'll hope that we don't care a bad romance.
missing each other more and more knowing that we can't have each other once the night is done.


knowing in my head that i want to do is kiss you, taste you, watch you, feel you.