All I want
I remember
when We looked each other
in the first day,
I knew I had found what I had been missing for so long
I want a love so strong
that We write love letters to each other and cry
because We're so happy
I want to jump into Your arms when We see each other
I want You to talk excitedly to Your Mom
when You tell Her about Me
I want Us to be soft and forgiving
to argue and hug five minutes later
because We're so obsessed
I fall hard. Too hard.
But I don't want to sounds crazy
so I keep My mouth shut
I want to waiting up minutes or hours
to hear if You got home safe
I want to walk side by side with you once more,
with our hands holding to each other
But how?
I haven't learnt the art of skin ship well
How my fingers are meant to fit perfectly
in someone else's,
with yours
or,
How to place My chest against yours
and My palm on your back
So I'm sorry
If instead of holding your hand
I try to read you eyebrows,
the wrinkles on your forehead,
the way you talk so gently,
the way you walk,
the way you look at me
and the way you explain something you're expert to
But this is just the way I know how to love
If there ever comes a day
where you feel like taking
all your words back,
know that I loved you beyond reason
with my whole entire being
So let's try to walk on Our journey,
and I will love you to the end of my being.
/bellavir/
when We looked each other
in the first day,
I knew I had found what I had been missing for so long
I want a love so strong
that We write love letters to each other and cry
because We're so happy
I want to jump into Your arms when We see each other
I want You to talk excitedly to Your Mom
when You tell Her about Me
I want Us to be soft and forgiving
to argue and hug five minutes later
because We're so obsessed
I fall hard. Too hard.
But I don't want to sounds crazy
so I keep My mouth shut
I want to waiting up minutes or hours
to hear if You got home safe
I want to walk side by side with you once more,
with our hands holding to each other
But how?
I haven't learnt the art of skin ship well
How my fingers are meant to fit perfectly
in someone else's,
with yours
or,
How to place My chest against yours
and My palm on your back
So I'm sorry
If instead of holding your hand
I try to read you eyebrows,
the wrinkles on your forehead,
the way you talk so gently,
the way you walk,
the way you look at me
and the way you explain something you're expert to
But this is just the way I know how to love
If there ever comes a day
where you feel like taking
all your words back,
know that I loved you beyond reason
with my whole entire being
So let's try to walk on Our journey,
and I will love you to the end of my being.
/bellavir/
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