It scares me a little..

It scares me a little,
to think that I've made it,
I stand here with someone,
and that someone is you.
It's too good to be true,
and I can hardly believe it,
we're still together after
All we went through.
And the thought that so scares me is this:
That you'll be that someone to give the last kiss.
I just can't explain it,
but it feels kind of nice,
To know there'll be no more
confusing goodbyes.
But if you'd do me this honor,
It's all I could ever ask,
By your smile I can tell that
We made it at last...

*dedicated to the love of my life* (said the eighteen year old.. heh)

Yours
Sember Ardens Obsession