You speak of yearning for those words from my mouth, The little words that you hope for. These words that control your mind and make you think, wish and ponder. Waiting for the words to come that make you wonder. You create love through the thoughts and hope of the words I will say. You created your love through an imaginary way, your love is what you've made it, what you've waited and wished to come. The love you hold for me is the love you hold in your dreams. The love for someone who you hoped loved you the same. These words are merely words, but love is living proof of life. Life that should be shared through another's life. Between two that come together as one, and live life through happiness and live on without any end, only new beginnings.
