So, here I am.
Alone tonight.
How am I surviving?
I'm wearing your shirt.
It has your scent.
It's the only way I see myself sleeping tonight.
In relationships, it's common to everyone
that tears are involved,
because someone cheated, lied, or whatever else.
It's uncommon to hear one cry
because they miss the other.
It's still new to me,
that you are mine.
I'm still so excited to continue
learning more about you.
In a way I'm confused,
I like you a lot,
in a sense, it's a love.
You've got a good chunk of my heart
in the palm of your hands.
It's not until you have all of it
I become nervous.
When I find myself stealing kisses from you,
finding pleasure in your happiness
,and being comfortable enough to tell you
just about anything: like peeing in a movie theatre.
Something is happening.
Potentially something great.
It's beyond me how fate brought us together,
but I'm so so glad that it did.
Because right now, without it
I wouldn't be able to say
that I'm falling in love
with the most beautiful woman.
