And We Laugh Becaues It's Monday...

So I called Larkin last night, and she seemed really happy to hear from me. She's still not incredibly comfortable talking to me on the phone so she does the whole, I guess I'll see you Wednesday, or before. Uhh. umm... And we laugh, because it's Monday, and she says, well ya know, If anything cool comes up... and I can hear the smile on her face.
Because, she's having one of those feelings when your chest clenches, and you can't seem to think of something to say, but you know you want to, while in the back of your mind your yelling at yourself "You're smarter than this, and acting like a dumbass, say something, SAY SOMETHING!!!"
To which your traitorous mouth responds, "uhhh."
And you both laugh, breaking the silence, but the feeling is still there, when all you want to do is reach out and break the silence with your mouth on hers, to hold her close...
and fuck her brains out.
But that comes in the milisecond after the desire to kiss her.
I know I've felt it, and I know I've felt it for her, when I first met her.