kisses

I find myself letting my hair down and smiling as I think of him kissing me on the cheek.

He is a man with substance, the kind of man I want to become accustomed to. So many sweet gestures and sweet words and sweet looks. I can feel my stomach dance inside of me when we cross paths during the day. He hands over this indescribable feeling and out of all the guys I have laid eyes on, he is someone I can trust feeling this way around. So I know that in the end I will decide to wait on romance, because diving into a pool that I am not ready for is not wise, but I like him. A lot.

It's these moments where a guy makes me feel so special and so loved in the best way possible. Whenever I compare him to the boys in my past I become so happy. He makes me smile. He makes me laugh. It may not work out and that's okay but I just want him in my life.

Kisses are a marvelous thing. I'm not saying he kissed me, but I'm not saying he didn't.