At first I thought it must be his dimples, no his eyes, probably his smile, must be how good he smelt when he came close…
but now when I think about it, there’s no way physical factors such as those can have me so tied up in all these rollercoaster emotions I’m trying so desperately to tame, no way its how he looks, adorable as as he is, it’s the small things like not bitching when he’s come to pick me up from school and my class isn’t over and he has to wait 30minutes,
the small things like when i make him go to church an hour early so we can get a seat and still being a sport;
chilling with me when mama’s calling her mama’s boy…small things that make me think he could be a lovely addition to my life.
Now I try not to think that he may never ask me to be his gal officially, that it could be left un-defined, that he might meet another girl who intrigues him more than I do, who can cook better and comes from a better part of town who he could prefer and choose over me…
