I Don't Totally Hate You, But Please Stay Out of My House...

Ew...
You totally just snuck your way into my house,
Made yourself comfortable,
And now you're building a web underneath my coffee table...

As much as you freak me out with your
Discusting, hairy legs,
That scutter across the floor,
Your ugly fangs that would probably do no harm if you bit me,
I can't bring myself to squish you.
Or touch you, for that matter, so,
This is going to be an adventure letting you outside...

Nothing personal,It's just that you're in my living space.
Plus you're a creepy little freak
Who scares the living crap out of me...

Off I go to find a cup and some sort of flat object.
I'm extremeley lucky no one's here to witness this.
It's going to be far too entertaining for anyone to let me hear the end of it.

After about the third squeel and jump on the couch,
I finally get you outside.
And there was this moment.
Where I lifted the glass,
And you stayed there on my book
And looked me in the eye.(?)
But after about two and a half seconds
You drop eye contact.

As soon as reality sets in I toss you off the book,
Scream,
And run faster than Florence Griffith back into the house.

High School Infatuations

One week.
One STUPID week
That I'm forced to spend away from you.
One stupid week that I have to spend doing nothing but missing you.

I just had to be late that one day.
I just HAD to not care about being on time.
I JUST HAD to blind myself from the fact that
Hey:
Maybe there are consequences to being late.
Not even getting into trouble at work.
But with two people who seem to still have responsibility for me...

Grounded...

Wow I so did not even think of that....

No messenger..
So I can save the beautiful things you say to me.

No phone
So I can hear you tell me how much you truly love me

So I can tell you...

No you.
So I can see your smile
Or feel your hand take mine so you can pull me toward you,
Like you always do.

One stupid week.....
If only I could go to sleep until then
At least I would be able to dream of you.

Inconvenient

This isn't how things were supposed to be.
This is so not what I planned for...

It's not that -
How to put this...
There are things in my life that I want,
And things that I don't.

I don't want to lose control.
I don't want to let go of my emotions.
I don't want to notice how the length of your hair mysteriously compliments your beautiful eyes,
Or how your smile makes me melt,
And I don't want to love you!
......
I mean like you... a lot...
*ahem*

I don't want to feel like things make sense in my life right now
For the first time in so long.
I don't want to realize that I was miserably bored with my life
Before you came around;
That my moderate satisfaction didn't mean I was happy with my life.

Buy my stupid heart doesn't seem to get that!
Because when I see you looking at me,
I have these cheesy-to-the-extreme lines
Running through my mind
Like,
"When I think of you,
I have thousands of little butterflies
Flittering around in my stomach..."

When I'm watching the mushy romance movies,
I get it.

I don't have the emotional capacity
To be sitting at home,
Hoping and praying desperately that you feel the same way,
Even though I finally saw how you looked at me today.
That said so much
In so little time,
Without any words...

Do you have any idea how inconvenient that is?!
I'm so angry with you,
Yet so relieved you love me back
Which makes me even angrier,
And so then I proceed to ramble on, like I do about nothing
Until you shut me up by kissing me.

On the list of things I will never forgive you fore,
You will find that one act....

Wow.
My brain is just buzzing around constantly,
Thinking about you,
And my cheeks hurt from all this smiling I seem to be doing.
The funny thing is though,
I don't want it to stop...