She was scared. Petrified was more the word. Every night she found herself
thinking
about him. She forced herself not to think of him that way. They were friends and that's
it. Nothing more. Don't get her wrong, she would kill to be more with him, but it just
wasn't possible. It hurt inside too much. She couldn't help it. So what if she was
hopelessly head over heels for him. It's not like anyone would know her dirty little secret.
But then again, there are those nosey people who always butt into somebody's business.
She just was scared to be around him. The feeling in her stomach of wanting to kiss him
or tell him how she felt was intense. He had always been in the back of her mind, but
now he was taking over. Her whole body longed for him, for him to love her just like she
loved him. If only he felt that way! Life would be so much easier. Being around him
would be so much easier. Only in her greatest dreams would this happen. He hurt her so
bad with his feelings. He was the only thing that she wanted. Maybe he knew how she
felt, maybe he didn't. She, of course knew exactly how he felt. He felt nothing for her.
Nothing but a "friend connection." Her whole body ached with the thought of him. She
hadn't slept in days, for every time she closed her eyes she saw him. But every time she
had her eyes open she also saw him, which was just as painful. Gosh, she hated herself
for allowing herself to fall into this trap. She couldn't stand being away from him. It
killed her to be around him and it killed her to he apart from him. She found herself
calling him for no apparent reason but just to hear the sound of his sweet voice. Just to
see him smile was worth everything. Just to hear him say her name was all that she
needed. He was her everything. They talked about so many simple nothings. But all those
nothings meant more to him then so many somethings. He was so beautiful that it hurt
just to look at him. She was so afraid each time they met that she wouldn't be able to
control her feelings. She was scared that at any moment her words would slip, exposing
her true self, exposing her desire. The desire to hold him in her arms, the desire to touch
him and kiss him, the desire of him loving her. She was driving herself crazy with all
these thoughts. She couldn't take being alone anymore. She couldn't stand not having
him love her exactly the way she loved him. What she would give to have Will Tippin.
about him. She forced herself not to think of him that way. They were friends and that's
it. Nothing more. Don't get her wrong, she would kill to be more with him, but it just
wasn't possible. It hurt inside too much. She couldn't help it. So what if she was
hopelessly head over heels for him. It's not like anyone would know her dirty little secret.
But then again, there are those nosey people who always butt into somebody's business.
She just was scared to be around him. The feeling in her stomach of wanting to kiss him
or tell him how she felt was intense. He had always been in the back of her mind, but
now he was taking over. Her whole body longed for him, for him to love her just like she
loved him. If only he felt that way! Life would be so much easier. Being around him
would be so much easier. Only in her greatest dreams would this happen. He hurt her so
bad with his feelings. He was the only thing that she wanted. Maybe he knew how she
felt, maybe he didn't. She, of course knew exactly how he felt. He felt nothing for her.
Nothing but a "friend connection." Her whole body ached with the thought of him. She
hadn't slept in days, for every time she closed her eyes she saw him. But every time she
had her eyes open she also saw him, which was just as painful. Gosh, she hated herself
for allowing herself to fall into this trap. She couldn't stand being away from him. It
killed her to be around him and it killed her to he apart from him. She found herself
calling him for no apparent reason but just to hear the sound of his sweet voice. Just to
see him smile was worth everything. Just to hear him say her name was all that she
needed. He was her everything. They talked about so many simple nothings. But all those
nothings meant more to him then so many somethings. He was so beautiful that it hurt
just to look at him. She was so afraid each time they met that she wouldn't be able to
control her feelings. She was scared that at any moment her words would slip, exposing
her true self, exposing her desire. The desire to hold him in her arms, the desire to touch
him and kiss him, the desire of him loving her. She was driving herself crazy with all
these thoughts. She couldn't take being alone anymore. She couldn't stand not having
him love her exactly the way she loved him. What she would give to have Will Tippin.
