happiness that should have been mine becomes happiness that is.
i feel safe and warm in your arms. this is The Turn. we are taking something ordinary and making it into something extraordinary. i just want to curl up next to you and stay there forever. hold me closer. i am your tiny dancer. there is something in the way you pull me close for a moment, to take in my scent and keep me close and maybe reassure yourself that i'm still there-
it is the definition of perfection.
in the eyes of this beholder, anyways.
"Summer." she stated matter-of-factly. "Then we'll have hours together, with this whole house all to ourselves." Her eyes were pleading with him to believe, to feel content with her words.
"But I want you now," he counters with an edge in his voice. She sighs slightly and he pretends not to notice.
"I know you do, D. And likewise, of course. I want you so bad. But we're not going to find a real moment alone until summer," she sighs loudly, and continues. "Think you can hold off until then?"
Doug paused for a moment, contemplating his options.
"For you?" he asks, taking in the look on her face. "For you, I'd wait a million years if I had to."
"You really think a line like that will work on a girl like me?" she responds, a smile playing across her lips, one of many brought to her by this boy in particular.
"Well," he started. "That depends. Did it work?"
