Have ever thought constantly of someone you’ve only just met. You long to be touch by them, but you have not shared a kiss yet. The connection and laughter you thought long gone, takes the stage once more, to sing its last song.
I may not have had time to mention, In my spare time, I do love to write. It soothes me much better than talking, while thinking of you every night.
Written words allow me to ponder my thoughts, weigh my true feelings, rather than speech, rather to write and explain, my spoken words may sometimes not reach.
Do you think you are able to love me? As I feel I deserve; can I return you love in kind, am I certain that I have the nerve?
My heart once weary from looking for you, the woman that truly makes me; I have wanted to give up at times, trade my life for one moment to see.
If the love I have left in my heart, is good for one who deserves, how long will it take to find out? These thoughts at times get on my nerves.
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