And I’m kinda nervous
Tongue-tied

Twisted.
And it’s kinda silly
I know.
But I can’t help but blush,
And hear myself giggle
As I see you smile


And move your feet to walk away.

And I’m kinda strange,



With my smile that won’t disappear



With my fast-talking-gibberish



With my dolphin laugh
And I want you to stay.
Maybe I’ll be

…Mature…

And speak of crazy things like
World peace
And the ending of hunger.
But I don’t want to talk about that.

I want to giggle

And tug my hair
And play pretend tickle


Like I would do with my three-year-old sister
Oh… and stare at your face!


… I wanna do that too…

But I guess those don’t seem promising,
And I guess I don’t seem enduring
And I guess I won’t be taking your hand

And walking down the hallway with you giggling
And tugging my hair
And pretend tickling.
And I guess it’s all just a waste.

But I’m kinda stubborn,
And I don’t want to let you slip
Down that hallway
And hear some other girl
With blue, blue eyes

And straight hair
Giggle at some joke you made that
I should have heard.

And I don’t want to watch you
Smile that dizzying smile
And see some other girl
With blue, blue eyes
And straight hair
Look at some sparkle in your eye
That I should have seen.

And I don’t want you to
Take some other hand

And watch some other girl
With blue, blue eyes
And straight hair
Melt at some emotion that I should have felt

And I’m kinda scared

Maybe
What we could have had



Had
Won’t be there tomorrow
Maybe

Those blue, blue eyes
And straight hair,
Might make you giggle

Might make you tug her hair
Might make you tickle.


So I take my chance,
And I slip my palm


(Sweaty, so very sweaty)
Into the base of yours
And I look into your eyes
And see you looking back.

And I think to myself
Maybe I’ll be

…Mature…

And speak of crazy things like
World peace
And the ending of hunger.
Instead

I tug my curly hair
And flash my brown eyes
And I lean over and




Kissed you.


I kiss you
As if walking down that hallway,

Would mean never seeing you again.

And I think of you telling a joke
That will make me

Laugh.
Or you smiling,
The kind that might
Make me dizzy
Or you taking my hands
And making me melt.


And
I’m kinda surprised
When I realize
That I feel you kissing back.


And your left hand
Sits,
Tugging my hair
And your right hand

Moves
Tickling my side
And your voice growls

Almost like a giggle.

And we break apart
Our breath colliding


Mist mingling together
And I look into your eyes

And see you looking back.
And I’m kinda nervous
Tongue-tied

Twisted.
And it’s kinda silly
I know.
But I can’t help but blush,
And hear myself giggle
And I see you smile.