Everyday, I think about you and how we
could be when we finally meet. Picturing
my cheeks turning pink as my heart badly
wants to leave my chest.
How every second, I want to spend with you
and tell you so many stories, make inside jokes
and blush when you call me "cute".
When each day passes by and we gather the
courage for a first kiss only to never let our lips
part each other after that.
Imagining was all I did; but now, wanting is all
I feel whenever I talk with you.
YOU ARE READING
To Hopeless Romantics
PuisiHeartbreaks and heart aches leave the soul shaken to hopelessness. Thinking of the ones whose hurt us; the ones whose left us longing. It's a universal feeling. No matter the age or gender, we're bound to feel hopeless about someone. Longing for som...
