My hands is drowning in sweat.
Like they said in "Ugly Betty":
When your hands are all sweaty, your heart's pounding faster and your breath is taken away by looking at some special kind of person, then you might be in love for real.
That's exactly what's happened to me for not so long time ago. When I see her, I can't think as I normally do. I'm just starting to laugh out loud ,and then she's asking all over again and again; "What's so funny?" with a smile like a godness. Her chocolate brown eyes is expressing a pure kindness and her bushy coffee black hair standing out all over her cute face. My answer on that one is as usual 'nothing', with a silly grin. Then we're just containing our wierd fuzzy discussions, like no one else wasn't there. I'm so deeply in love that I can say without no doubts, that I would offer my life for her, if I had to.
But there's not only a dance on roses. I'm like nineteen years old now and she's ... only sixteen. With a father who owns her and her lovelife, he thinks. She can't date that and that kind of guy, AND if me and my friends got his kind of thinking right, NOT A GIRL EITHER! I hate this. I could die for her. And she's just too young (even if love is blinde, I MOST think realistic) and got too much hormons and less experiences of love than me. If I took her, would I be a mean person? If I robbed her on her first real lovelife-experience? Would that make me to the bad guy?
When your hands are all sweaty, your heart's pounding faster and your breath is taken away by looking at some special kind of person, then you might be in love for real.
That's exactly what's happened to me for not so long time ago. When I see her, I can't think as I normally do. I'm just starting to laugh out loud ,and then she's asking all over again and again; "What's so funny?" with a smile like a godness. Her chocolate brown eyes is expressing a pure kindness and her bushy coffee black hair standing out all over her cute face. My answer on that one is as usual 'nothing', with a silly grin. Then we're just containing our wierd fuzzy discussions, like no one else wasn't there. I'm so deeply in love that I can say without no doubts, that I would offer my life for her, if I had to.
But there's not only a dance on roses. I'm like nineteen years old now and she's ... only sixteen. With a father who owns her and her lovelife, he thinks. She can't date that and that kind of guy, AND if me and my friends got his kind of thinking right, NOT A GIRL EITHER! I hate this. I could die for her. And she's just too young (even if love is blinde, I MOST think realistic) and got too much hormons and less experiences of love than me. If I took her, would I be a mean person? If I robbed her on her first real lovelife-experience? Would that make me to the bad guy?
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