You ... You've tried . 

Through all those seven years , to have a physical contact with him . his attempting scent , those collarbones , the way his neck is drawn , the way his full lips would move slowly . the warmth of his embrace . you wanted it all , you wanted him . You wanted to experience ,the feeling of being one .

and at some point you lost it .

The interest , the patience , the excuses , you had enough of it all . He sometimes acted as if he was avoiding you . and it made you feel like going crazy . ' Do you love me ? ' you whispered , faces less than an inch apart from each other . ' As much as my heart could adore ' he would smile calmly  

your hands moving to his face , you sat on his lap ' then why ? ' puppy like eyes . you wanted  a proof of his love that's all . you wanted a proof that you owned him and that he owned you . you only wanted to get all those negative thoughts out of your mind . ' It's not the right time ' he would answer right away , looking everywhere , but at you .

only around him you'd feel like wanting more than kisses .

only around him you'd feel that want .

or so you thought .

' Did you finish all the paper ? '

Like a fallen angel wearing , a white shirt , tight jeans  . you could hardly drift your eyes away from him . his full lips forming an adorable smile , he hanged his head awkwardly as all you could do is stare at him intensly . ' Hello ' he waved amusingly . ' He