hurricane

"i wanted so badly

to lie down next to her on the couch,

to wrap my arms around her and sleep.

not fuck, like in those movies.

not even have sex.

just sleep together, in the most innocent sense of the phrase.

but i lacked the courage

and she had a boyfriend

and i was gawky

and she was gorgeous

and i was hopelessly boring

and she was endlessly fascinating.

so i walked back to my room

and collapsed on the bottom bunk,

thinking that,

if people were rain,

i was drizzle

and she was hurricane."

- Looking for Alaska by John Green