a lot.
so much so that we had three
dates,
then four,
then five.
she could see the frustration
growing
on my face
after hours
of kissing in the car.
i was a bundle of nerves,
wringing my hands
and
tapping my feet
on the floor.
ready to quit and give up.
finally
she asked me over to her
house for dinner.
when she opened the door,
she grabbed my
hand and led me upstairs.
okay, she said.
let's get this over with.
i can't take your
anxiety anymore.
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