Today I wanted to jump your bones in class. Really. And I think you knew. I hope you do. I want more than anything to know that you want me and to know that the feeling is mutual and not just living inside of me and making me climb the walls. I would hope you’re climbing the walls too, but I don’t wish this twisted, delicious agony on anyone. Just the ecstasy of seeing your face and feeling like I’m coming back to life while slowly dying from wanting you. Do I inspire that in you? Give me a sign.
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Me, too! Wow… Do you write for a living?
T.A.
I know how you feel. When he looks at me I can feel the tension, and I think he can too. I need him. He drives me crazy – to the point of distraction. God, the thought of him makes me shudder with need. All I need is a sign and he can do anything to me.