Everything I'm too scared to tell you.

please don't go

I wanted so badly to say that I wanted this forever

you and me

I remember the lonely nights spent wishing for something like this

and the days my heart ached for your love

every Sunday morning I tell myself that it'll be the last time

and every Friday night I find myself back in your arms

but why would I give you up?

the feeling I get when I'm wrapped up in your arms like you're my favorite blanket

and when your lips press against my forehead whispering goodnight in our very own language

the way we fall asleep like it's something we do together every night

how I could wake up in the dead of night on the other side of the bed

only to find your hand still grasping mine

as if we can't even let go for a second

what a waste of time it is not to be within your reach