My Cousin.

"My cousin."

She is my cousin like I am hers but not the same like she is to me. She's something more to me,something else. The more means like I see her as my future girlfriend and possibly Fiancée.

I will probably never tell her,she will probably never know,but I am fine with it as long as I get to see her smile,to hear her laugh,to feel her beating heart against mine when we hug,or her soft,adorable snores after a long day,when she sleeps beside me.

You know?,sometimes,when her arms brushes against mine,I feel all tingly. Her smile alone can make me follow, 'your wish my command.' I don't like when someone else dominates mine decision, but when she does it suddenly it becomes sweet and caring.

I am lucky to even be able to call her mine cousin. I knew I had a crush on her since we were nine,well I was nine and she ten. It started with attraction,I started noticing small - small things she does to me, her winking at me playfully,her pinching my cheeks.

Those action made feel dancing like an idiot, and I noticed How had her brown hair makes their way to her gave and she blew them away with those luscious pink,kissable lips.

She had me on my knees by just giving me an adorable pout of hers,or her full attention on mine. That's the thing guys,if her full attention was on some other cousin of mine,i started playing on my phone or pretending to play but deep down I wanted her attention,and when she called out to me to show me something , I tried to hide the biggest grin on my face with an uninterested poker face,anything that has something to do with her suddenly becomes interesting, and I was scared to falling for her. It's not easy to give your heart to someone as raw and open anyone can injure it, Stab it or kill it,manipulate it,my heart was too sensitive.

She is something else,I tried to distract myself from her which worked out pretty well,

Until,one day. . .

Thank for reading!.

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