I just want to take her out to dinner. Possibly catch a cheesy movie afterwards. We will go back to her place when it is over. I'll turn on the tv and sit on the couch. She'll sit next to me and lay her head on my lap, falling asleep, while I run my fingers through her long, black hair over and over again. When she finally passes out, I'll carry her bridal style up the stairs, tuck her into her bed, and give her a kiss on the forehead, making sure to not wake her up. Turn the porch light on and lock the door as I leave. Call her in the morning and thank her for the good time last night. We agree to go out again next Friday.
God, what is wrong with me?
