Katrina Caudill

Lust for a boy whom another feels love

This is to the boy who is so charming it should be criminal. Meeting you was a chance that happens only once. You. With your long blonde hair and that goofy, child-like grin. You. With your bad habits and the way trouble seemed to follow you as if it were a storm cloud and you were the pouring rain. You were off limits to me. You see, you had another girl and there is no comfort in the number three. Not for her. Not for me. She loved you. The way the moon loved the sun. So willing to fall nightly so you could rise every dawn. She would kill us both if she knew what went on. What went on inside my own brain that is. In my mind where I craved to know the feel of your kiss. Where fantasies roam and possibilities don\'t end. You and I were never meant to be more than friends but if you had asked I\'d let you in. Into my mind and into my bed. She would have killed us both dead. But I saw the way you\'d look at me. As if devouring me with your eyes. I was so curious if you might ever give me a try. Sins of the flesh and promises broken. I\'d still welcome you with arms wide open.