Imagining you by my side
Your warmth
Your smile
Your beauty

You don’t need to be perfect
Handsome
or muscular

You don’t need to be popular
Rich
Suave

You just need to hold me in your arms
Squeeze me tight
Prepare for an intense tickle fight.
You need to have a smile
A smile that will break me
And fix me

I don’t care how you look,
I just want you to be you
To be someone that I won’t be able to let go
Someone that I can call home

y.k.