Trapped
Are lips touch again. I feel my heart beat rush and my eyes close. You hands hold my neck other caresses my leg. I pull away and look in you're eyes. Lust filled they were. You stare for a second before other kiss. I can't decide if it's lust you pull with me or love. You whisper nothing but comfort for my to stay with you when I argue about sleeping with you. I'm scared and you know it. But you make me stay in your arms at night anyways.
I don't know why. I don't know-
But I love the way you sleep. Your eyes closed. You hair falling in front of you. You lips slightly parted. You're innocent and caring in your sleep. I love to brush your hair out of your eyes. You always do the same thing...wrinkle your nose and pull me closer. I also love to trace your soft lips. You usually wake after that.
You'd smile and take my finger and kiss it, "how do they feel?" You'd ask.
"Lovely," I'd say. And you'd kiss my fingers.
You open on eye, "why is it your always up watching me? Isn't it the other way arond?"
I smile, "maybe."
You'd kiss me...then and pull me closed until I sleep.
That's only a good day...
Even if you knew I was scared you'd take me into bed and make me sleep with you. It hurts more then I'd imagine. The pain from my heart and from you.
So you tell me!
Draco Malfoy!
Do you love me or is it just lust?
I am Ginerva Weasley and I never want my heart to be broken by simple lust...
So do tell me-
What is it?
Lust
or
Love?
Even if I say this...I won't get an answer...because I'll never say it to your face nor in a note or through somene else. I may be a Gryffindor and a Weasley. But I can't help having you drift away from me...
It's only because-
I Love You, I Ginerva Weasley! Love you! You Stupid Git!
No
Matter
What
I
Guess
I'm
Trapped