As I think about you and I,
I wonder how we got here?
Did all of our interactions
Our laughs
Our sighs
Our cries
Our moments together
Lead us here?
When I think of you,
I can't help but blush
I know it's wrong right now, my friend,
And I know I'm turning to mush,
But when I think
About you
And I
I wonder
How much do I?
How much can I love you?
What kind of love is allowed like this?
Is this meant to be?
Maybe.
Or maybe not.
Why do I dream of you when I close my eyes?
Why do I fantasize about us holding hands?
Why do I want to hear you say "be mine"?
Why do I feel all of these emotions towards you,
My dear?
Can I call you my dear?
How I wish to give you a kiss!
And how I wish to run my hand
Up through your hair
And smile wide to you
As I say, fondly,
"I am yours."
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Some Personal Writings
RandomIt's pretty self-explanatory. This is a collection of my personal feelings put to paper. Some of it's sappy, some of it's sad, and some of it is...just a feeling.
