Just a little love.

I came so close to holding his hand yesterday, I stood behind him anxiously waiting to pick my room keys. His voice as he engaged the friend Infront of him paralyzed my senses, it was exhilarating to have been this close to him, in that line on that late evening I felt so vulnerable, still like I held so much power I could have kissed him if I wanted to. Slowly advancing forward, I couldn't help but move a little closer, the heat from his body now caressing the edges of my nipples, closer and I lose myself into his motions, trapped in some beautiful darkness in light. Until he turns around,"What do you think?" And before I can figure out what exactly he was talking about, he is back talking to his friend. I'm left with the explosion of his hand on my shoulder, that single moment when I almost grabbed it and pulled him to me, felt his breath against my face..." Hey, it's your turn" I move forward, pick a key and run to my room.