Helpless, only wanting company, i went on line to find someone to talk to, instead i found you. I was so amazed that i was actually talking to this wonderful guy, charming and sweet, amazing he seemed almost a dream, the whole thing must have happened.
He called me his princess, if only he knew how that made me feel. I would have given it my all to understand what this guy was doing so alone. "A traveling soldier" that he was. He stepped into a place in my heart, and now i just want to talk to him again.
He thought i was beautiful, that made me smile. I felt almost unworthy talking to him, i kept thinking where did he come from, hes so endearing, so real he seemed, and then i thought "maybe i wont ever talk to him again", what a loss that would be.
I wish i could feel all that this man has to offer, but in a dream those things are hard to muster. I wish for a kiss, the feel of his hands on all parts of me, but in my head it just isn't completing me, he wanted all the things i did too, and as a tear falls, i believe this is to you.
If i could be all he ever wanted, then maybe one day we will meet again. I don't want any promises that will go unfulfilled just give me an hour just to talk to you, tell me your secrets as i will tell you mine, and may this go on forever, to our hearts decline.
