Excitement

A night with a boy

Oh to be feeling that rush,

Of liking something new,

Similar to when you were young,

And it was Christmas,

And there was a big box underneath the tree,

And there were six cursive letters that made up your name,

And when you tore open that metallic, crinkly wrapping paper,

You saw the item that was on the top of your wish list,

And it was so exciting..

That's how I felt with you the other night.

We had a lovely time.

You helped me to be distracted from the hurting

That I have felt so much recently.

We walked around our quiet little town,

And you broke in your new striped shoes,

And I wore the crewneck that I bought when I was at a concert with you,

Then of course I hadn't known how grand you are.

We were laughing, talking, playing, just...being goofy.

It's something I haven't done in a while with a boy.

We walked and walked and opened up about the things that we feel,

You are a boy...who has feelings.

That's something I have never experienced with a boy.

You're so happy,

And carefree,

Easily pleased and amused.

It makes me happy to see you smile.

We talked about our sadness,

The anxiety and all.

In a bittersweet kinda way,

It's so comforting to know that I'm not alone,

That someone else has the same freaky mannerisms

That I do,

That my silly fears,

Aren't so silly to someone else,

That finally,

Someone else actually understands the ins and outs,

And that actually,

There is someone else out there,

Who might like me

Who is capable of facing their problems

And doesn't run away from them..

Who doesn't run away from me...

Leaving me thinking that I did something wrong,

But without explanation.

It was so fun,

To walk with you in the mist,

And it was so pleasantly refreshing,

When the rain started pouring.

We ran to your car,

And we laughed,

And we hopped in,

Breathing heavily and our noses runny.

Against our wet skin we felt the cool fall air,

And the windows got steamy as we sat.

We were innocent.

We drew pictures with our fingers,

And made up sound effects to narrate our illustrations.

You gave me a high five,

And we almost held hands,

And we giggled.

And it was nice.

I liked it...

I knew I was beginning to like you.

We drove home with the windows down.

It was a little past one.

You told me you had fun.

I told you I had fun.

We leaned over the weird box thing,

That sits between the driver and passenger's seat,

And hugged that awkward hug,

And said goodnight.

I knew, that I liked you.

I know that I want you for my own now.

I know I want you to be my best friend.