I'm pathetic. I'm hopeless. I'm falling for this boy like a bird that's been shot out of the air.
I went to his college with him yesterday. We had a good time frolicking around the campus and taking pictures. Then we went to the rodeo with his parents (hey, it was free). He and I went exploring and got lost in the Scott Trade Center. We ended up in this abandoned bar somewhere on the second floor and it was super creepy. He held me extra close as we walked through it.
On the car ride home, he and I were sitting in the back seat and I fell asleep on his shoulder. Kinda. I was a bit preoccupied with his hand rubbing my arm.
I know, I sound so pathetic. But it's been so long since I've felt this way. I can't remember a time where I was content with completely innocent romance. I feel like I'm in 7th grade again; the butterflies and getting excited to just hold his hand.
He kissed me on the cheek when we said good night, which is progress. (Yes!
). One part of me is totally okay with keeping things this slow because I don't know if this will last past August. But the other part of me wants to kiss this boy so bad.
Patience. Patience. Patience.
In other news (like I care about anything else right now
), I still haven't finished my paper for English.
I went to his college with him yesterday. We had a good time frolicking around the campus and taking pictures. Then we went to the rodeo with his parents (hey, it was free). He and I went exploring and got lost in the Scott Trade Center. We ended up in this abandoned bar somewhere on the second floor and it was super creepy. He held me extra close as we walked through it.
On the car ride home, he and I were sitting in the back seat and I fell asleep on his shoulder. Kinda. I was a bit preoccupied with his hand rubbing my arm.
I know, I sound so pathetic. But it's been so long since I've felt this way. I can't remember a time where I was content with completely innocent romance. I feel like I'm in 7th grade again; the butterflies and getting excited to just hold his hand.
He kissed me on the cheek when we said good night, which is progress. (Yes!
). One part of me is totally okay with keeping things this slow because I don't know if this will last past August. But the other part of me wants to kiss this boy so bad.Patience. Patience. Patience.
In other news (like I care about anything else right now
), I still haven't finished my paper for English.
