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Excuse Me, Can I Kiss You?

January 5, 2015
By micshea99 PLATINUM, Matthews, North Carolina
micshea99 PLATINUM, Matthews, North Carolina
47 articles 0 photos 72 comments

Who’s that?
Oh. You’re beautiful.
Wait, I didn’t mean that… I’ve only seen you this once.
What a perfect once.
I can’t breath. Oh my god, I’m breathless.
You’re breathtaking.
And you’re standing twenty feet away from me.
So close, so so close but just too far.
You pass me.
You brush my arm.
I’ll be your paint. Brush me again please.
Geez I can’t stop thinking about you.
My mind is racing with fantasies, I wish we lived in a storybook…
There you are again.
Oh god, that smile.
Could you smile at me?
Can you melt me with your smile?
I love being warm and you make me feel warm inside.
I like that feeling a lot. Smile again, please.
I’m noticing your hair now.
It’s dark and windblown and you run your fingers through it a lot.
I imagine my fingers in your hair.
My hands begin to shake.
You’re captivating, ravishing.
Shh, here you come.
It’s taken me a whole minute to catch my breath since you brushed past me a minute ago.
My heart is pounding in my stomach.
You’re right in front of me.
I have to squeeze my hands into fist so I don’t touch your back.
Turn around.
I can hear your voice in front of me and it’s making my eyes water.
It’s deep and alluring and I want my name to roll off your tongue.
My name is Michaela.
Oh wait, you can’t hear me.
It’s 11:11 and I’m wishing for your eyes.
They are hazelnut brown and never catch my grassy-green ones.
Because you don’t know I exist…
Oh yeah.
Well, you know I exist but you don’t know I exist, you know?
Hey, what’s up?
No that’s lame.
Hi, you’re Sam, right?
Duh. Of course you are.
Too late, you already past me and my words went down the wrong way.
Now I’m trying not to throw them up.
Oh wow, your lips are lovely.
Baby pink and full of mystery.
I really like mysteries.
Excuse me, can I kiss you?
God I want to kiss you.
Now I’m fantasizing about kissing you.
Wait, where am I?
Fantasy, reality, such a fine line.
But a definite line.
I kind of really like you.
Like, like like you.
A lot.
Can I kiss you?
Wait, I haven’t even said a word to you and you don’t know I exist.
I can’t just kiss you. There are rules.
And you don’t know I exist.
Here I am! Over here. Down here…
Turn around.
I want you to smile for me. I want to your hazelnut eyes on me.
I want you to say my name.
I want to trace your pretty face with my fingers.
And then run them through that dark hair.
I want you. Bad.
I’m going to talk to you.
I listened to motivational melodies this morning and I’m going to talk to you.
Here I go, here you come.
Wait, there you go again.
No, come back, I’m ready this time.


Geez, who’s that love-sick girl?

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This article has 2 comments.

on Jan. 7 2015 at 7:01 am
micshea99 PLATINUM, Matthews, North Carolina
47 articles 0 photos 72 comments
Thank you so much! I ship it too lolll

on Jan. 7 2015 at 12:55 am
RobotPenn. SILVER, El Paso, Texas
8 articles 1 photo 81 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Profound change is cumulative."

I. Love. This. This is amazing and adorable and I'm shipping it so hard. The rhythm you used was so interesting, I really felt her thought process. Beautiful, just beautiful. More please!