We've never met, but can I hold your hand?
Can our fingers intertwine? Can we place our toes in the sand?
Can I strum my guitar as you smile and listen?
Can I look into your eyes, see your heart with my vision?
Can I kiss you slow? As we both get lifted into space?
Can I tickle your forearm slowly as your hand gently touches my face?
Create a first date..the burn from the candle lights as desire starts to dim
As I hear her pretty voice, as I feel her passion from within
We've never met, but the idea of love seems to linger
The potential of my imagination..the thought of a ring on her finger.
We've never met, but I think about watching you leave and me starting to miss you
When you start to cry, my sleeves are your tissue,
Help you feel real affection
Help me get through all I've been through.
We've never met. We've never gave it a try
Why do I still want to meet you than?
Why do I feel these feelings?
We've never met, so why do I feel like our possibilities died? Why?
(I hope to see you soon.)

what is love?
is it the times when
you feel butterflies, or
the times when
you cant even breath

what is love?
is it the times when
you feel cherised, or
the times when
you're on the loo

what is love?
is it the times when
a day is more than a day, or
is it the times when
there's no more somedays

what is love?
is it the times when
you get to fly so high, or
the times when
the world seems to shallow you

honestly, what is love?
is it all about the happiness, or
the pains?
or a combination of both?

I can still hear your voice in the
back of my head.
  It's a sweet melody that I will always dread.
  I can still feel your lips, so soft and sweet.
  I hope I never see the day when those lips again meet mine.
  I can still see your smile, looking as beautiful as ever.
  I hate that smile and want to see it never.
  
I love you and I hate you, I can't make up my mind.
I love the way you made me feel, but I hate the way you left me.
A part of me thinks that you'll come back after some time.
Another part of me knows you'll never return, so please..

just set me free.

"Hi,
A week has gone and I miss you."

What?
"I miss you, yes I do."

Who?
"It's you. You've heard me."

How?
"Think I miss the warmth of your presence, yes I do."

Why?
"Can't seem to let a day pass without talking to you.
I love the way you do.
I love you."

When?
"Yesterday. Now. Tomorrow."

Where?
"Anywhere. I'll still be loving you."

"Think I know I do.
Think I know you don't."

"Think I know I love you.
Think I know you love me not."

Yet.