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| rambling on again. |
He looks at me with those eyes.
My heart stops, my stomach has
a raging case of mad butterflies.
I want him to know i love him,
how much i need him.
He holds my hand, our palms clammy
from excitement. We both know
i'm the cause, but he won't admit it.
He kisses me full on, sweetly.
I kiss him like it's my last time
I'll get to kiss his amazing lips.
He smiles at me and I melt inside.
A wave of love overcomes me
and i want to tell him,
but can't for fear of his reply.
We stare at eachother in pure silence.
I don't want to ruin the moment by
informing him of my love.
So we sit there in sweet awkward bliss.
He tells me of his dreams.
I'm included in those, as funny as it seems.
He finally looks at me,
with his loving eyes.
He tells me he loves me, stuttering.
Is he nervous? or possibly a lie?
I stare at him, wondering if i should
Tell him I love him back.
If only I knew the right words.
I knew i had to. I can't keep it a secret.
Something happens, and i blurt it out.
I looked into his eyes, hoping
not to see disbelief.
He smiles his stunning smile.
And i knew it was the right way.
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