I can't wait
The euphoria has finally sunk in
I am going to see you
After all these time
Through all these miles
I get to see you
Your brown hair
I get to run my fingers through it again
I get to see you
Your grey eyes
I get to stare at them face to face again
I get to see you
Your freckles
I get to count them on your neck again
I get to see you
How long has it been since we kissed
Too long, way too long
I get to see you
Years, that's how long
It has been years; way too long
I get to see you
Counting down the hours and minutes
Nine hours, 48 minutes are left
I get to see you
Can't eat, couldn't sleep; I'm shaking
One hour, 14 minutes to go
I get to see you
Red lights, green lights
16 minutes left
I get to see you
Stomach is dancing; my mind's a mess
2 minutes, 120 seconds stand between
I get to see you
Blurs, blurs of people until I see one
Legs are going 60 mph
I get to see you
Time just stops
Everything stands still
I am seeing you
I'm running again
Right into your strong arms
I am holding you
My fingers are in your hair
My eyes are staring into yours
I am seeing you
Happiness falls from my pores
Sunshine lights up my skin
Stars twinkle in my eyes
I see you
I see you, damn it
You are here
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Whispers Of Our Soul
PoetryWords are the lifeline that connect my heart to the world. This is a collection of my 2am confessions and my 12pm ideas. Told from the viewpoint of my struggling mind, my broken heart, my wild soul, and my screaming mouth. "Distruggi quello che ti d...
