At last, friday, it's been a week and a half since I last saw you.

You've been haunting my late hours in a good way, I really reaaally enjoy thinking of you, to remember your smile, the way you looked that night, the way you shined while dancing with me, the happy you were when I finally got to spin you around, the way you smoke, your hands, your eyes, how you looked at me when I picked you up.

The first night we went out I remember telling to myself, I realy dig this girl, she's funny, intelligent... too intelligent, very interesting.. and to top it all.. pretty.. very pretty. I don't know what was I thinking to take like two months to ask you out again :/, maybe I wasn't ready, I don't know... excuses are many, the truth is.... I'm falling for you, I'm falling and we haven't even kissed... maybe it's an ideal, maybe it's sick.... I really don't care, it's what I feel.

I want to say all this things to you in person but I'm afraid of how will you take it, I really don't wanna lose you... not right now, it's too soon.

Friday at last... I can't wait to see you