Dumb Girlyness!

I Worry

I worry that he won't believe I like him.

I worry he'll think I'm weird.

I worry he thinks I text way too much.

I worry he won't feel the same.

I worry my family won't like him.

I worry I annoy him.

I worry it's too fast.

I worry he won't sit with me at church.

I worry he'll touch my legs when they're harry.

I worry he could easily go for anyone.

I worry his friends don't like me.

I worry that the sad song he plays is aimed at me.

I worry his parents hate me. 

I worry my palms are too sweaty.

I worry he's uncomfortable.

I worry we're not ready.

I worry I'm only 18 and I have yet to live.

I worry he won't like kissing me.

I worry a lot.

Then I see him smile and

I remember worrying is against MY religion.

Then I look in his eyes and

then I stop worrying.

  <3 Chelsea Bea