(i dont like titles..

In your room,
you lie on your bed.
I glance at you,
waiting for any sign,
any glimpse of hope
that you want me next to you.

After what seems to be an eternity,
you pat the space next to you.
At first I refuse,shaking my head..
but we both knew
I couldnt resist your charm,
or that sweet smile.　

Laying next to you,
it felt so right.
Our bodies close,
arms tangled around one another.
Being together for the first real time,
and I've never felt so right.　

We layed there together,
allowing ourselves to be comforted by the other.
I allowed my eyes to close,
and my head to fall onto you.
My head nestled against your cheek.　

My mind was racing,
my heart was beating,
my body was shaking slightly
(or so you've told me so)
I tried to talk myself into it,
but I let my nerves get the best of me.　

You slid slightly lower.
You parted your lips,
Oh my..
I knew it would happen..
Why was I so nervous as it did?