It’s that Attention
In front of your house
All in my head I’m contemplating on where to park, hello my name is nita the over thinker
The driveway is personal and familiar, this is my first time here I dont want to overstep, and the curb is clear and safe but it may look like I’m planning to leave soon...
Of course you’ll never know that I brought an overnight bag “just in case” but I dont want to send the wrong message...”by parking on the street Nita?”, I annoyingly ask myself.
I glance at the driveway thinking to make the bold choice, finally noticing your nice ass black on black sittin on chrome, fancy. Damn. How are my parking skills? Can simply pulling up turn into knocking at the door with a side mirror in hand? And if I bump it this white paint will snitch on me faster than a criminal who’s offered a light sentence.
Anxiety fills me even though half my mind is being irrational, fuck it street parking it is.
I didnt notice you standing at your door, laughing. I didn’t notice you watching as I gave myself a last look in the mirror, two more splashes of perfume and re-glossed my lips. I didn’t notice when you started walking to the car as I opened my door, making sure to grab my phone and keys. What got my attention was “hey beautiful that’s your spot, want me to move it for you?”, as you point to your driveway. Im definitely using my overnight bag.
In front of my house
All in my head Im wondering how to say something to you, hello my name is nita the over thinker
We just had a really great time at the mall, who knew that could still be a date destination? Well...shops, restaurants, carousel, why not? I felt 16 again. And now you’re dropping me off.
We’ve been sitting in the car for a few minutes because honestly I love your car, but also I’ve been wanting to express myself to you. I feel good, I smile more, I’m blasting love songs and singing my heart out, I hum at work and check my phone every 5 minutes...you always text back. I get my keys out my bag and realize thats the first time I’ve opened it today, you took care of everything. I like you. How do you say that without actually sounding 16?
Because honestly (again) I more than like you. Im not trying to run you away with confessing my love, what I feel isn’t love quite yet anyway, but I can feel it coming. I can hear my heart racing, I can feel my body tingling
Lost in my thoughts I didnt notice the heat stopped blowing because you turned the engine off and got out the car. I didn’t notice you grabbing my shopping bags and the extra dessert you let me order to-go. I didnt notice the cold air rushing up my legs as you opened my door. What got my attention was how you so simply stated “damn Im falling for you nita”, and right then all I had to say through my giant smile was...”me too”.
I ask again, what is it about him?
Love Nita