That wasn't your Spidey-Sense, those were your nerves. I had them get in the way of kissing a girl I really liked despite what both heads were telling me. I wanted to kiss her so badly, just brush the lock of hair away so I could see her gaze and kiss her. But the closer my hand got to that single lock of hair, the more it shook as though I was going through combination caffiene/nicotine withdrawal. Thanks to my nerves I'll remain stuck in the friend zone with her. Maybe that was a blessing in disguise, though, since she is a good friend.
