Oh
How I wish
To stare into your eyes
Hold your hand
And hear you sing
For you to make me laugh
Hard enough I sound stupid
For our friends to get tired
Of hearing our lovey Dovey stories
To see cute texts
To be able
To simply
Call
You
Mine
But to this love there is a twist
For I am still sleeping, dreaming
And you
You
aren't the prince who is coming
to wake me up
