Who's to say what I feel,
Well except for me.
As I lay here staring at the ceiling,
Conciously awaiting,
for answers to creep into my mind.
I think of you to see what answers come,
Slowly yet surely they appear.
Am I astounded by your thoughts?
Yes.
Am I curious of what lies along the sides of your fears?
Yes.
Am I excited for chapters with you?
Yes.
Waiting...
Waiting for each special moment to be shared between us.
Waiting for the rising as well as the falling.
Take my hand and dance through the fascination of our beginning.
Goodnight as I lay here thinking of you.
