Something about the way you speak into my ears
It's the silent voice behind your words
I could hear
even when you are quiet
That smile has said many things
right here
Are you....nvm
Your eyes chose to be brown, like old book pages.
Holding the aroma but something more, some mystry and knowledge to them.
They see everything.
Ofcourse your hairs have their own cologne, did i say it before?
Oh yes i know
And that forehead? Who told you it's big? Don't you think its just more room for forehead kisses? It's so clean tho
My words will never be enough, read my eyes and look in my heart.
Embedded image of your face in my memories, each day I make it more vivid and love you a little more in my heart.
I am unaware if we ll ever meet, my mind wanders your heart has already been some else's.
Sky's falling? Melting? I think i got something in my eye too
Coz you smell like home
