i told my friend, i could never love some guy like he loves me. so i told the guy that i probably love him more than i care to tell. i don't want to lead him on but, all i can picture is his arms around me, his scent, his breath on my neck, his lips on mine, his tongue devouring my breasts, our naked bodies under the covers and the motion that accompanies sweat and moaning... i don't want to say no therefore i remind myself that i don't have to choose now, but then again, lust is an impatient thing.

i'm just scared of breaking a heart.