Please don't get tired of me.
Because as I look into your light brown eyes,
I gasp for air as I drown in their warmth.
Because as I stare at the way your lips curve when you grin,
I feel an explosion in my chest.
Because as you scrunch up your face and roll your eyes,
I laugh and look up to you like you're my night sky.
Because as I feel the pressure of your body against mine,
I hold onto you tighter as a tsunami of adrenaline washes through me.
Because as I feel the softness of your lips on mine,
I kiss you like you're my miracle.
So please don't get tired of me,
Because you're my miracle.
Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 3:54 AM UTC
Please don't get tired of me.
Because as I look into your light brown eyes,
I gasp for air as I drown in their warmth.
Because as I stare at the way your lips curve when you grin,
I feel an explosion in my chest.
Because as you scrunch up your face and roll your eyes,
I laugh and look up to you like you're my night sky.
Because as I feel the pressure of your body against mine,
I hold onto you tighter as a tsunami of adrenaline washes through me.
Because as I feel the softness of your lips on mine,
I kiss you like you're my miracle.
So please don't get tired of me,
Because you're my miracle.
