Somebody I'm constantly thinking about.
Somebody I have never even met in person.
Somebody who lives hundreds of miles away from me..
People ask me, why do you care about somebody you don't even know?
I tell them, just because they're not here with me doesn't mean they don't exist somewhere else.
I know that hundreds of miles away from me,
there is a beautiful soul,
with two different colored eyes,
and a voice that sings to me like angels.
It's hard to exist without knowing them,
and feeling their grace with the touch of their hand each day.
But never would it classify that I should stop loving them.
There are times when I think maybe they've lost interest in me.
Maybe they stopped thinking about
how soft my hands are,
the way my face expresses its emotions,
and the way that I would feel against their lips.
In these times, I cannot read what they think of me.
A text message does no justice when you're ignored.
Perhaps they don't feel the same way,
and perhaps I am a hopeless romantic,
and perhaps I am a dreamer!
But all I am fucking dreaming about is them! You're all I think about babe!
There's no real way to forgive me for all the mistakes I've made,
but I can't know how you feel if
you live hundreds of miles away
and I cannot see how the light
changes in your beautiful eyes
or how anger grabs ahold of you when I've done you wrong.
You may be far from me,
but I'm always thinking of you,
and that's how I know,
I am in love
with somebody I've barely met.
