I dont even know what to write. I am at the point of my mind racing.
I can barley focus with you on my mind. When all I think about is you on my lips.
The blue eyes, the curly hair, the way you look at me, and how witty you are.
Every time you talk to me, my heart flutters.
I just want to be with you and no one else. I want you. I choose you. I want you and all your flaws.
I want to be in your arms, your warm embrace.
You and all your humor, your triumphs and success.
Every night when I close my eyes I see your face. Your smile, your lips, your eyes.
Maybe there is a day you will call me yours. Maybe you will hold my hand through the darkest nights, the saddest sorrows, and the greatest times.
Maybe that day is tomorrow, maybe it is years away.
But all I know for certain is that I would wait a lifetime for you.
Would you wait for me?
YOU ARE READING
Love letters, Hurt poems
RandomCredit for my amazing cover to @SLKeys Ok so dont kill me. This book is kinda bipolar. I write when I am sad, feeling lose, lusting, in love, being happy, nervous, or basically any other feeling.