May 20

I thought about her sky blue eyes, and how any color made them jump out. I thought about the look she always gave me, how I knew it was flirtatious the first time I saw it, and how I got used to it, but how each time it made me feel like she was interested. I thought about lying on my back, and her lying in between my legs. I thought about running my hands down her sides, and about her ass, digging my hands in. I thought about how she'd inhale sharply at that point, like all girls do, and how she'd grab my shirt a little bit tighter.

I thought about lust.
I thought about love.

I thought about becoming one with another person.
And I thought about becoming one with myself.

These thoughts scared me.