If only he knew… how my mind races every time I think of him.. Think of the moment our lips touched.. The way he kissed me in the shower.. The way he held me. Little do I know about the heart of this boy and his intentions, but I know I want to be his and want him to be mine.. Distance makes my heart ache a little every day wishing he were closer. Wishing and wondering what if… If only. The chemistry, the magic, the butterflies… Surely it all meant something. Does he feel it too… I wish my heart was not so soft and penetrable.. So easily broken into a million little pieces.