Torn -- The Fiercest Calm

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Date Posted: 19:08:10 12/08/02 Sun
Author: Charlie
Subject: Torn

You flirt
You act like its a bad thing when I accuse you of it
But I need proof that I'm the only one
You don't know how to prove it, but at least you're willing
Proof?
Don't look at any other girls that ways you looked at me last night
Don't touch any other girls the way you touched me last night
Don't think about any other girls the way you I know you thought about me last night
You were so cute . . . not caring at all that we were parked under a lightpole for all the world to see
I had to slow you down
You were going so fast. . .
We've only been out three times!
Do you just need to touch someone?
Anyone?
Or do you need to touch ME?
You said there was no one else (how many times have I heard that one before . . .)
I have heard otherwise
But somehow I can't help but believe you
Maybe it was the way you looked at me when I saw you in the movie theater
Maybe it was the way you pulled my jacket together and told me how cute I looked, while your hands slightly brushed my stomach and fell a little further down before falling altogether
Maybe it was the way you held me during the movie
But probably,it was the way you leaned in to kiss me
It was so gentle, so reassuring
I want you so bad right now
We kissed and I wanted more
You hands caressed me gently and they moved all across my body
I wanted more
I told I wanted more by kissing you so aggressively
You moaned just slightly the first time I pushed you backward when my kiss was so rough
I moaned right back
You began to rub my inner thigh and work your way up . . .
I could hardly stand it a minute longer
Then, before we went any further, I realized we were under the lightpost
I slowed down a bit, paranoid we were being watched by some creep
You took your hand off me and repositioned it on my neck and cheek
My phone rang
That pretty much ended it
I didn't answer when I saw the number, but the mood had been broken
You smiled and put your forehead against mine
I smiled back
"I'd better go now" I said softly
You smiled in agreement, kissed me once more and we went our seperate ways
Driving home was murder
You were all I could think about
I wanted to go home with you
I guess I can believe now that I really am the only one
At least I sincerely hope I can believe it now
All I hear is how I should be careful and no one wants to see me get hurt
When I told you this you said that all you have been hearing is how I'm not your type and this would never work
Our second date we were both mad at each other, accusing the other one of not paying attention to each other
You talking to Laura, and I talked to Chris
The third date we had horrible communication and didn't even get together till almost 10 o'clock
Why is this so hard?
It seems like everyone, including God, is telling us to back off
This makes me want it more
What is the problem?
And is this just some sort of sign that we should do everything in our power to be together, no matter what happens?
I don't know.
I'm totally torn between obsession with you
And the bad luck we seem to be showered with . . .

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