Ladygirl

This girl.... It's completely crazy that I like her as much as I do. She is sweet to me most of the time, and then sometimes she acts like I'm not important at all.... Most of the time she's amazing. My friends don't like her and some say she's a bitch. I don't see that side of her very often. She's defensive and sensitive but in a guarded, unemotional way. She says I'm one of the few people that can make her feel emotional. She's weird and interesting and has a whole past that I don't know about. She has a bit of a reputation. She doesn't care what people think of her.
Her lips taste like sweetness and black coffee and spearmint gum. They are the softest things I have ever encountered. I could kiss her forever.... Her skin is smoother than glass, her hands are strong and cool. She is tough. I am weak and melting at her touch. She's a year behind me in school but only a month younger, and I could spend every minute with her. The way she keeps me waiting and forgets sometimes might seem careless to most, but to me it just makes her seem like she cares about other things than me. Which is good and a contrast to me, who sits around waiting for her and kisses her jaw and gives her everything she wants. She wants a casual relationship? Okay. She wants to choose between me and her boyfriend? Okay. I hope she picks me. She wants to kiss me goodbye before class and show me off to all the little freshmen? Please please do. Any little touch of her lips sends me falling farther for her. I'm whipped.