The Girl

She is the most complete picture in my class. I have set hyr every (clothed) element to memory, including her hair, on the back of her neck, bordered by red beret and red hoodie. She has "a large apartment", as well as space to create hyr woks of art; mostly industrial/product design, and now carpentry. She has dreams to build green, and she dwells on them. She has onn'a them there impish smiles I've only seen on Theresa - it'll suck out your heart, and you won't even notice, but then it belongs to hyr. Once again, the conversation seems slow ... it either doesn't work, or one (or both) of us is just not open yet. She has now opened up contact, and I want to push it farther. I don't really know what I'm doing, and I'll be the first to admit it. And I'm nervous. I have had unconventional relationships before, but it always makes me nervous to feel a person out - always wondering whether they like me, and what they will expect me to do. For now, I just wait. 3 months left. Not quite half over yet. Still time to go out for dinner, teach hyr to skate (then giver a hockey stick!) and ... well, maybe spend some time doing other things too. Wow. Here's praying.