I want you to hold me, love me, give me attention. To guide me, engulf me, kiss me with affection. I crave the touch of your soft lips on mine, The adrenalin in my veins will be a sign of our love. Do you love me as much as I love you? I love you a lot, that much is true. Your gorgeous eyes and soft caring smile can make me swoon for quite a while. Maybe you're in denial of your love for me. When I see you my heart skips a beat. I get flushed and want to retreat, but instead I stand there, admiring your grace, the cute little freckles scattered on your face. If I run would you chase me? Although we are young, our love is pure. I know you're the one, I'm honestly sure. Our love blooms like a budding rose As delicate as the white specks called snow. It's a miracle how our love is so close To being so real.
I wrote this when I was "in love" with my best friend. Turns out, I wasn't of course. It was just one of those phases where you think every little thing is turning into love.