So theres this boy right
who is my world,
and in the cold of the night he holds me tight.
he whispers , he loves me in my ear.
and with that i sleep without fear,
of waking up one morning cold and alone.
and no fresh morning smell of his cologne.
and when i make stupid mistakes,
is when he says he loves me most.
because my imperfections show I'm human.
and not a girl who is fake.
he loves my laugh my eyes and the smell of my hair.
but the day he leaves just wont be fair.
even miles and miles away.
i know ill love him to the end of everyday.
i don't want him to go anywhere,
but i know its best for him so ill let him go.
what will i do with out his guidance.
his love , his whispers and his wonderful scent?
ill be cold at night and sad all day.
hoping to come home to him in my doorway.
just wishing to see his face, one last time.
and hear the whispering from that man of mine.
