i can't stop thinking about the way he kissed my forehead... knowing how soft his hands are i can't stop imagining them on my face. if he held my face in his hands (again? did i imagine he did it? i can feel it now) i would melt. i want to know him better. is he a placeholder? could anyone make me feel this way? but he touched me. and he's so beautiful i couldn't believe myself. i feel bold even to express friendship inclinations.











