When we slow dance

I'm in the midst of all of this. Finding myself having to make some kind of decision.

I caught him trying to be someone different than what he wanted me to see. When I try to take my space to turn and walk in the opposite direction he's there holding my hand trying to tell me that he liked me. He wants to continue this thing with me. I have no idea what it is but he's laying next to me and I don't know what I want. When he asks me I can't help but being honest. I can't stop wanting the feel of h is skin but I don't want all the bagging that its dragging with it. The jokes can make everyone else laugh but make me sink back into my chair feeling like a damn fool. I know what I have to do because I just can't anymore.

He is the gentleman. He checks on me. He takes consideration of me. And out of all of them he's got the highest rating. But at the same time I just don't know. I like being around him. I like that he wants to see me. Maybe with a couple more times I'll know. But at this point who knows.

He keeps telling me he wants to be with me but he doesn't even know me. He is getting feelings and this is a crush completely mixed up. He looks at me like I'm the girl. He is too young to know I never could be his. He'll try until he hurts himself. But I never made any promises and although I don't want to hurt him. I can't give him what he wants from me.

He entices me. I want to know what it's like to have his arms around me. He's been interested since the first time he met me. But the only thing I know right now is that he's no different than all the other ones that meet me and think I am the right girl to only not be ready for a girl like me. He says the things he thinks I want to hear and I'm not sure if he's trying to smooth talk or not but I'm not going to give in because this time it's business. And pleasure isn't something I need to be mixing with that.