What I feel for you
Sometimes I wonder how I feel about you. Because these feelings are still fresh, I'm afraid to share them. I catch myself considering the best method to do so in the hopes that you'll reciprocate and let me know you care. But then I catch myself again and force my thoughts to return to the present.
I've reached my starting point again; did this really happen to me?
Poetry is so ridiculous I swore I would never act in this way, but YOU are unlike anyone I have ever encountered.
Can I tell you how much longer I have to write?
I feel more secure when I return from my thoughts, but when I go to sleep, I start to dream about you.
People say dreams have underlying meanings and not to ignore them, yet I have dreams of you that are so real and clear that I feel TRUE happy inside and that there is nothing to fear.
We both understand what they mean, I say, and I want you to hear me out.
I want you to hear what I'm about to say, feel it in my body, see it on my face, and hear it in the way I speak and sound while we're talking.
I adore you. I cherish you more than I could have ever imagined.
Stay by my side always and experience true love.
