I feel like I should be writing something, because I have a good amount of emotions going on, but I'm feeling strangely writer's block-ed.
I never wanted to kiss anybody so badly as I wanted to kiss her the past few days. Sure, part of it was the buildup, the delay, the mutual hesitance that kept it from happening. But a lot of it was her presence. the energy between us is unlike anything I've ever known. like cotton candy, soft and more pliable than it should be but indelicate and strong. I can't explain it but I feel a physical pull that's entirely new.
I'm also nervous as hell, but I'm aware that it's mostly myself that I'm afraid of.
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