i can see it. i can see it in her eyes. she loves me. and she doens't kow what to do.
tonight she almost kissed me. i could feel how badly she wanted to, i saw how close she came.
it's not fair. really, it's not. sometimes i wonder what it would be like to feel this way about a boy. i wonder if we were a boy and a girl, if things would be different. or maybe we would be the same, the same teetering on the edge of something more. and then there are those times, those horrible times, when i wish i could feel this way about a boy. i wish that i could be in love with one. there are plenty of loving, caring, awesome men in my life, and most of them would gladly be my lover. what none of them seem to grasp, is why i never (appear to) want to do more than kiss them.
i don't really want that. i just think it would easier.
way easier than trying to read this girl.
boys are so predictable! you can always tell... everything. they aren't good at secrets. women can hid everything.