I don't know why i do 1/2 the things i do, but the one thing i do know is that i write way too many love poems ! |
--- I don't know where i was going with this, but...
I am weak...
People would kill for this
To be able to call you theirs...
I have yearned and wanted
Dreamt for you, for too long...
Immersed in this passion of unwaining devotion
Many dismiss it as a mere trivial notion...
Anticipation and expectations
Rushed through my mind that day...
I want to grab you
Lock you in my room...
Making promises you cannot keep |
Its like a routine. |
I love meeting someone for the first time... you don't see their flaws, their imperfections it's just getting to know that someone |