
The thought of losing You would make me cry, the thought of Me leaving and You staying would make Me miserable. You'd inspire me, You'd make me go weak in the knees. You'd be perfect. Every time You'd make Me feel weird in the stomach while thinking of you, I'd break something because I would not let myself feel anything towards You. You'd never really understand. You'd tell me I'm beautiful. You'd hold me. You'd care. Youd' never know.I'd only love the thought of you. I'd worry for You if You'd be hurt and I'd take care of You if You were sick.You'd inspire me. You'd cook with me. You'd laugh with me, You'd be more of a man than any other man could ever be. You'd open doors for me and You'd pick up stuff that I'd drop and You'd always catch me when I'd fall cause You'd know I would be clumsy. I'd love your laughter. You'd be My best friend, My only lover, My only person. I'd have to let go of You. I'd never want to let go of You. You'd be my dream and only my dream. You'd make me write all these words. You'd be trustworthy. You'd be intelligent .You'd be funny. You'd make me repeat some of your qualities many times, You'd make me want to talk to you all the time. You would make me impressed by how many words You would make me write about You, though I would think I don't even feel anything for You.. We'd have our inside jokes and people would look at us weirdly. We'd play like children and We wouldn't care less what by-passers would think.I'd love the way You'd discover me and be fascinated and amazed by every new thing You would find out about me.I'd love the way You'd keep retelling me the moment We'd meet.I'd be a drug-addict and You'd be my drug and I'd need a dose of you every single day, because otherwise I would be very sad. I was broken when you found me.
Is this of what I've felt, Feel or will Feel. Who knows. Or does this even exist in my world. Probably not.Yet maybe.
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