Can i be that “random girl”

I see him nearly every day now.
I cant walk away from him without the biggest smile on my face,
or at least trying to hide it.
I dont know if he can tell,
but I surely do like him.
I think he likes me too.
Hes always talking about how he wants it to rain,
“right now!”
At the second while I’m with him.
Grab a “random girl” he says.
“To make out with” he says
In the corner of my eye,
I see him
looking at me,
and seeing if I would be
that “random girl”.
I smile back
saying threw my eyes
“I surely hope its me”
That one fantasy we share!
kissing in the rain.
When we walk together,
I always leave a hand open for him,
and hope he’ll grab on.
I always look at him,
his lips twitching.
Hopefully wanting to kiss me.
our hugs last
a long peaceful minuet .
His head fits perfectly,
and I mean PERFECTLY,
in that spot on my neck.
Hes just tall enough to kiss me.
I hope he’ll do it soon!
He looks so skinny
but underneath,
he has muscle
not to much
but enough.
he says hes going to
fight for the marines
one day.
I hope he dose,
but I hope hes safe.
When we hug,
I want to keep hugging,
and cuddle him,
and kiss him.
I sit there and imagine him.
I imagine holding hands
and whispering
“I love you”
thinking of him.
His little scar on his lip
and is little hat
and how he just
“has to”
lean against the wall
and look so
beautiful.
How I want to push him up against it and kiss him.
My friend says you’ll get annoying.
What do you know?
She’s wrong!
I still look at you,
and want to hold you.
I just want to tell you.
why must I be
so shy!