I Want This. Well, I Think I Do

I want this. Well, I think I do. 

I am scared.

The mere notion that I may never have you, or even worse, getting what I want and have a realisation I only desired someone I thought I could never have. 

There’s always something about you. 

I can’t pin point or even explain it. It’s a feeling I get.

When I hear your name, I re-visit the past that I look back on fondly and anticipate the new memories we will create.

When I see your face, My heart skips a beat and I feel like my pin cushion universe is whole again.

When you speak, I simply trapped, lured in by your dreams, opinions, silly old man jokes.

I wanna know are you waiting on me like I’m busy being yours to fall for somebody new?

There’s no universe, here or parallel where I don’t want to know you. 

You’ve impacted my life so dramatically, it goes to show we are always bound to one another. 

The endless source to my pain + happiness 

I love you.

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