Fifteen.
I can't, but I will
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I can't wait for the day we're finally breathing the same fresh air
As it smoothly brushes both of our hair
I can't wait for the time when we finally would not care
And have all sorts of good things that you and I could share
I can't wait for the day when I can finally get a hold of you
It might sound really too little to wish for, but it's true
I can't wait for the day when I can finally tell the world that this is all I've been wanting to pursue
That to me, you are a person that's my only virtue
I can't wait to be gathered in your arms again
I can't wait to have you as someone whom I can ask if my eyebrows are even
I can't wait to finally reminisce things with you of what has happened back then
I can't wait for the time when we can finally show what for long has been hidden
I know it still won't be enough if I would start counting lots of ten
But no, I will wait. Until I get back what from me was once taken.
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YOU ARE READING
The Subtle Art of Subtlety
PoetryIn this world full of chocolates and roses My love, I'd rather write you a book full of my proses. I've always hated lies so this one's is true This one's for you. To the girl I love, Hope you'll like this.
