i always said i could see, so now i'm going blind..

this one's to you, and you know it sweetheart. every day, i look forward to seeing you right before last period, and as i walk down the hallway, approaching you, my body warms. walking with you to my car, having that first cigarette of the out-of-school day, i love it. i feel great, almost privileged to be able to spend so much time with you. i notice the little things, the ring on your left hand which you put just on the edge of the seat. its so close, and i'd love to hold it someday, not soon, but definitely someday. i hate to be a sneak, but i steal looks at you all the time, and moments when our eyes actually meet during those times, i feel up to no good. i love making you smile, your little lips open up and your equally little teeth shine through. i love your freckles, and how they run all up and down your arms, and even around your nose. i was nervous at ballard, to talk to your mother, but what you told me she said about me comforts me greatly. i feel as though we can talk about anything and not pass judgment on each other, having a therapist is a touchy subject for me, i don't want to seem crazy or anything, but you seem to accept that, thank you. i know we don't talk about where this is going, but i'm enjoying the path to it. i'm willing to wait, and i will wait as long as it takes.