his lips are moving but I'm having trouble hearing what he's saying.
I can't focus on the words, they all end up blurry.
too focused on those lips, when will they meet mine?
will the kiss be passionate? perhaps he'll bite my lip?
or will it be soft and sweet? a tender meeting of tounges?
it surprises me when I suddenly realize that he's stopped talking, his head's tilted a bit and he's smiling at me. coyly.
and then it happens; his lips locks on mine.