I know you're too young to understand;
But I adore you.
Well, I'm sure I do.
But maybe not.
I know you like Satoshi.
You flirt.
You play.
But when your around me;
You're nice.
You admire me.
I'm not guessing that's love.
It's fondness.
Just admiration.
That simple.
But tonight; I felt something more than adoration.
I think you like me.
And I think I like you.
Sometimes I think about you; I think about us;
Being together..
I dream about you;
I don't know why or how; But those dreams are wonderful.
But I know they won't happen;
Because It'll be so wrong;
Just because we're so madly blind.
I don't know what I'm feeling;
I feel curious.
I feel the urge to growl when your around Satoshi and not me;
I don't know why I feel this way.
I wish I didn't.
We're hopelessly confused;
We can't sleep.
You don't know what to think;
And I'm not sure either;
Do we like it?
Do we hate it?
Do we regret it?
We just look at each other;
I can see in your eyes your confused.
What are we going to do?
We'll never be the same.
And it's all because of that kiss;
under the mistletoe.
A/N: A wishfulshipping christmas drabble. From Dent's p.o.v.
I need to make longer stories…
Merry Christmas!