All for my Russian Romeo

I am sweet shy naive with a hint of a tease and a flirt. I made an offer he couldn't refuse- he made a move. I love how I can always surprise him, sometimes I even surprise myself. He'll do whatever it takes to bed me but the distance apart is getting too great

I whisper "Hug me forever, leave me never and I'll love you always" It's true a lady never kisses and tells but she must suffer as she cannot tell, at least not yet. Every encounter leads to a day in the clouds and no thoughts but of this Russian Romeo escaping from her head. Full of a daze, absolutely amazed by this charmer who had captured my heart.
He is gone...

Replay every memory. I fall into a dream within a photograph, living the moments one more time. Forever is not enough time with him- my lonely missing piece.
Who needs romance? Am I just dreaming? Even if it's not going to happen, a girl can dream right? Every girl deserves to dream even if the reality may end in a nightmare.

One night she dreamed. The devil tempted lady to dance but reality saved the soul from the twinkle in his eye. The charmer who wishes to impress. Impress me. Kiss me. Embrace me. Miss me.
Missed me? Missed me? Guess you gotta kiss me!

One cannot rely upon the heart but the lady hates using her head. She can't get rid of her constant thoughts of him or him away from her precious heart. She realises ' this heart I've got isn't mine, I exchanged it for a boy's.' He believes it unrequited heart, she considers it forbidden love. Love is just impossible!

He stops calling, ignores her trying to get in touch. A month goes by with only rumours of him doing ok, gossip he has moved on, he just doesn't seem to care. Deseperation makes lady to ask him 'Remember me?' I can't get over him no matter how hard I try. Cannot do it no matter how many tears I cry. I can't open up and say how I feel. Why is it that everytime we get closer something spilts us up. We finally kiss and now I feel I've done wrong.

I never knew I hurt you, I truly hadn't meant to. Please don't think that I don't care. Don't you know how much I adore you or are you in denial? I may not be open, I can be seen as cold hearted but I've told all to you. Even things I refuse to discuss I have revealed to you.You know my past, my fears and my weakness and claim that it's what makes me cute. You're the only guy in the world I trust and you are my everything. How did I live without you, my life was nothing until I met you and yet you expect me to live my life without you after you have changed me so much.
"I'm damaged goods" I seriously said. You got annoyed, shook your head and made me believe I was something special. I can never thank you enough for your kindness. I love how we don't keep secrets from each other but still remain our secretive selves. I'm tired of talking, I hate the sound of my voice so please- if I shut up will you kiss me?