You don't know i'm watching you, but you keep on looking around sensing someone there.
You're walking down the street, you don't see me so you carry on going. I rake my eyes up and down your body, you're wearing those jeans that shape your arse perfectly, I just want to run up, spin you around and pull you towards me with it, squeezing hard as I do. But I don't, I watch you walk away instead. I'm having a fight inside my head whether to follow you or not, after weighting up...Read On