kiss.

Math class.
The one class I can let my mind wander because I know all of this already.
And wandering it is doing.
Wandering back to last night, my back to the wall, her face inches from mine.
The desire to kiss her was overwhelming, but I couldn’t do it.
I was too scared.
What if kissing her ruined everything?
What if I lost my best friend because of one little kiss?
I know she said she’d never leave me, but I’m still scared and skeptical.
I’ve never felt like this about anyone before, and I can’t lose her.
I’d be shattered.