All I do is dream.
I dream about love which I most likely will never receive.
I dream about friends who’ll understand me and be there for me no matter what.
I dream about someone I’m gonna spend the rest of my life with, who’ll wake me up by soft kisses and her hands around my waist pulling me closer to her heart, whose breath gonna be the last thing I’ll feel on my skin before sleep and the first thing when I wake up in the morning.
Whose voice will be my favorite sound repeated in my head while she’s not around.
Whose smile will make me forget all the pain I’ve ever felt in my life.
Whose eyes gonna be my favorite masterpiece to look at. I’m gonna love every dark part of her soul.
I want her arms around me to be the safest place for me.
All I wanna do is love her with every beat of my heart.
And I will.
I already do.
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