i’m the only one he loves. there’s no copy of this key, homie that’s a guarantee.
oh how much it would change my life if i could just see you. touch you. your lips up to mine. to imagine myself embraced in your arms. far beyond my reality. all the worries of that first moment when our eyes meet. will the feeling be there? or will all chemistry foundation we’ve built be destoryed in that split second we lay eyes on each other? the wonders, thoughts that roam in my mind all day. the wonderful daydreams of how lovely it would be; followed by tauntings of how disasterous it could turn out to be. the fact i have no warning, not knowing a single thing that could happen; kills me inside. my life will dread that day. but at the same time, i cant wait. is it me just being bipolar or that i cant wait to be yours? the fear of losing you and what we have or excitement you could actually belong to me and not having it be a figment of my imagination? i pray to the lord everyday for the best.
i love you. and i cant wait to be with you.
