If I have a dream,
I dream of you,
No one else, ever,
When I do dream, of you,
I dream of kissing you,
And your lips taste sweet.
In real life your just my friend,
But I want it to be more,
I want to ask you to be my it.
To be my guy.
To be my boyfriend.
To be mine forever.
But I'm to scared to.
But I'll wait intel you ask me.
And I'll tell you my dreams,
And my nightmares.
I'll tell you every single one.
Every single night.
And you'll be there ever night by my side.
And you'll be there to hold me in my sleep.
But if I wake up screaming you'll be there to put me back to sleep.
And I'll never be alone... again.
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Stitch my heart
PoetryIt can hurt you, people I mean. You can hurt your self. But someone must fix you. You can try but you must Mende, stitch, and love again.
