you, so wise, ready to teach me everything you know
me, so awkward, trying to understand what you are saying
I’m so nervous, and I don’t know why, we had talked before, but today, I'm trying to catch your atention for doing something diferent...
did you think I just wanted you to help me learn?? hahahaha… look how innocent you are.. pfff
And the class starts.
you and your soft hands, with extremely short nails, take mine, to put every finger in the correct string... and our hands start to shake…I take my pick with my other hand, and awkwardly I played the guitar…
Then, you change the position of my fingers, and I said to my self: stop touching my fingers!! (because my hands are sweaty) XD
I’m waiting to the end of the class, to go to the door, and stay there talking about anything… and obviously, not to mention the moments of silence in wich none knows what to say…
Pouly