after 9 months... I can finally say it; I'm in love with you.
I've been thinking about you a lot more lately,
but its different now,
instead of just thinking about you,
I think about how my future with you would be like,
like if we ended up together all the normal things we would do,
I was at the beach and I thought about how much better it would be if you were by my side,
or if only you could see this beautiful sunset.
but then there's times where I'm at the store or something simple like that,
and I just think that this would be so much better with you.
little things that remind me of you follow me everywhere,
I could just be walking down the street and a certain car a certain color would drive by and I would just think: man... I miss him.
its gotten to the point where if I'm sad, I imagine you there,
the thought of your arms wrapped around me helps me sleep,
if I'm scared I image you there telling me everything's going to be fine.
but sadly... I know none of those things would never happen.
one day you'll see the potential in me,
and maybe you'll fall for me too...
I just hope its not too late.
