BASED ON THIS FANFIC. PLEASE READ FIRST. ITS PINTO (Chris Pine/ Zachary Quinto)
http://archiveofourown.org/works/351178
When my life lost its way, I ran away. I met you on the bridge.
We ran and laughed talked and dreamed, you were my favorite thing.
When morning arose I was alone and cast my name to the river. It carried it along through twists and turns,
My name would be heard.
Home I left and years I spent with you in my mind. Dreaming and wishing and hoping that your blue eyes would meet mine.
Years on and passed I had grown, my dream had come true. The only thing that would make it better Chris, was you.
Years on and passed I had lived, perfecting my talents and time. Though I swear in the crowds I would see you, your swimming blue eyes.
Your sandy blonde hair and perfect smile, I have missed it now for such awhile. Chris I'm coming back to you.
Travelling home passing my memories I find my way to the river. I confess to the waters and sit there waiting.
Here I sit waiting Chris, you'll come see me, won't you?
