a hopeless romantic's winding tales of love and other things.

you, and everything you do to me

it's been a while,
and my fingers are rusted
from lack of creative flow over the past year.

but i wanted to finally write something again,
for you, the way you make me feel.

you have absolutely no idea
that i dream about you regularly.
from holding your hand,
to walking home from school.
or even a quick peck on the cheek,
to say a short good-bye.

i don't think i've wanted something
to work out more than this
you are so absolutely perfect,
but i am afraid i am not good enough.

you make me so unbelievably happy,
words can't make up even half of what i feel.

it's like the first day of autumn,
the breeze passes through late afternoon,
and the scent of draining leaves
fills the sky above.

every single day,
i wait to see that daring smile.
i just hope so desperately,
that you might feel the same way.

♡