I'm waiting for you to ask the question
I know I will say yes
I think we both want this
But we are dragging it out
Love talking to you though
Talking to you brightens my day
But yet I dread the day you ask me
To be yours
YOU ARE READING
Dreadful Rose poetry
PoesiaPoetry from a guy with many different emotions varies from dark, loving, sexual, and sappy. Also many thoughts that I turn into poetry for some reason.