that. from a hundred miles an hour to asleep in a nanosecond.
I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep.
not ****, like in those movies.
not even have sex.
just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase.
but I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend
and I was gawky and she was gorgeous
and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly facinating.
so I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain,
I was drizzle and she was a hurricane.
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