I have so much to give you.
So much love, and heart, and soul.
So much caring.
Everything I have in me.
I am not an empty vessel.
I am brimming with passion and smiles and stories and pictures and romance.
I want to break it, everything inside of me,
into a million tiny pieces
and wrap them up
and give you one everyday
until you have all of them.
All of me.
To say that you are pretty would be like saying that the ocean is blue
Because the oceans is full of all kinds of colours,
and i see all kinds of wonderful when I look at you.
Sometimes I ask myself why,
but in that same moment,
you give me my answer.
Why?
It's everything about you.
It's your joking smile,
your sweet scent.
It's the way I fit perfectly in your arms,
it's the tousle of your hair,
and the song of your voice.
It's everything about you.
About the way you make me feel.
It's everything that I never want to let go of.
You are timeless
& I am a fool in love with time.
And if you look a little closer,
you'll see that if a person believes that life is terrible,
they'll contantly look for proof of this,
to confirm their view of the world.
They'll find quotes and situations and events in their life
and magnify them a hundred times.
If a person believes that life is wonderful,
they'll look for corresponding signage,
and behave in a similar manner to the previous person, with their view of the world.
Often, this is the same person on different days of the week.
I swallow the urge
To call out your name
The need crashes in
I brace for the wave
And pray it will pass
Not take me under
The morning sun when it hits your face
Really shows your age
But that don't worry me none
In my eyes you're everything
I laughed at all your jokes
My love you didn't need to coax
It's so much easier for me to be angry than happy.
Now I get angry at you for always making me happy
when I don't want to be.
But then I love you, for keeping me angry and happy.
And happy and angry.

It's because I love you
And because you're near my heart
It's because I miss you
Oh how long it seems to be
It's because I miss you
Thoughts of you come back to me
Maybe it's not my weekend
But it's gonna be my year.










1 comment:
LOL!! i wasnt even looking at you :L (refer to my blog)
and if you were so against having a formal date... why did you bother asking us if it was okay to have one in the first place? >=(
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