Scribbled Notes

Before I Die

Before I die, my last thought would be your eyes
On how they crinkle whenever you smile

Your strong arms, always there to save me from the danger's side

Your lips, those words falling from your lips
Witty and remarkable that is always going to be with me

Your smile that appears whenever you're happy and bursting with excitement

Your nervousness, they turns on whenever you ask someone; especially if it is a favor

Your awkwardness that shows up whenever she's around

I wish I was she
She that makes you smile, she that makes you bright, she that makes you nervous, she that makes you use your strong arms and she that makes you say the words;

I love you