You ask me what I'm thinking,
every time my answer is you.

I'm thinking of the way my heart swells when I talk to you.
I'm thinking of how comforting the sound of your voice is.
I'm thinking of the ways I could make you laugh.
I'm thinking of all the different ways your face will light up when you look at me.
I'm thinking of how I can't wait to hold your hand.
I'm thinking of how I'll look into your eyes and know this is right.

I'm thinking of how soft your skin will feel after a shower.
I'm thinking of how our bodies will feel pressed up against one another.
I'm thinking of the ways I want to trace the outline of your body with my fingers.
I'm thinking of how your skin will taste after a dip in the ocean.
I'm thinking of how your lips will taste and if they'll taste just as heavenly every time.
I'm thinking of how kissing you will never get old.
I'm thinking of how our bodies will dance under the night sky.

I'm thinking of how happy you will make me.
I'm thinking of how happy you already make me feel.
I'm thinking of a future with you.
I'm thinking of how easy it is to fall for you.
I'm thinking of how we were destined to meet.
I'm thinking of how the stars are aligned perfectly for us to enjoy life.
I'm thinking of how lucky I am to have a future with you in it.

if I could spend the entire day talking to you , I would.
if I could stay back every single day just to watch you smile for 60 more minutes , I would.
if I could go out with you every day ,maybe nothing big, like a walk under the starry sky or to the bookshop, I would
if I could hold your hand for the rest of my life and laugh about nothing in particular
I would eat every single weird vegetable just to see your crack up and stay longer.
I would kick all the sand in all the deserts ever over your brand new shoes just to get your attention.
I would write you more poetry than you could ever read
I would text you all day, every day, you know I would.
I would probably scream your name over hills and listen to it echo around us.
I would tell the world what you really meant to me.
I would mess up your hair all the time to the point it would look like you REALLY didnt comb.
I would hold you and hug you till my arms would ache and then it would be your turn.
I would go back  and relive everything with you, the right way.


I really would if I could.
but you know I cant.
so maybe I'll just sit here
and dream instead.

Your eyes are black, tinged with blushes of hazel when the sun falls on your face. I’ve never seen such dark eyes with so much light in them. Your hair is a mess like you got up on the wrong side of the bed but you still manage to pull off adorable every **** time. Your dimple makes special appearances when you laugh on random things I say. Your jawline I know you’re proud of; something I would trace with kisses and warm fingertips, sharp and smooth, so alluring. You’re the perfect kinda tall; our lips collide effortlessly and anyway I would go any limit for you. Our hands intertwine perfectly, you can see we were made for each other. I confess I don’t remember telling your mom in kindergarten you were so cute but I’m glad I did; truer words have never been said. Falling for you was beautiful; you were the stars at the end of my tunnel. You light up my world with fairy lights and gentle kisses and dreams of a future together.  I never knew I could blush before you. You wink like a ******* Prince Charming if there ever was one. ‘I love you’ has never felt inadequate before.