just a short little something I wrote while listening to "Coffee Shop" and procrastinating. ^^

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I don’t think I would ever be able to tell her how I use my nightmares as an excuse to sleep with her every night, even though I’m pretty sure she already knows by now. I don’t think I would ever be able to tell her how I kiss her lips once she falls asleep just to taste the Mountain Dew I know she’d had before bed. As I rested my head on Victoria’s chest and inhaled the scent of her vanilla perfume, I thought of all the reasons and ways that I loved her. Reasons and ways that I could never tell her because her heart belonged to another, and I was afraid of rejection. But as Victoria slept under me with her long brown hair tickling my nose, I thought that maybe loving her silently was the best thing for me to do. I thought that maybe I didn’t need to have her as my own as long as I could still feel her warmth and smell her vanilla perfume.