You
the sweet idea of a cliche boy, also known as gentleman
sitting next to me trying to focus on the road
and you are so beautiful
Me
the careful soul, also known as broken
sitting next to you trying not to be too obvious
and I am so scared
We
are the last kind of love story you'd imagine
and the only kind we like
and it is only the beginning
Us
the kind of people to pretend we don't love each other
for the sake of other people
I
hope that you feel the same
and I write as though I already know you do
You
are someone I can never figure out
puzzle pieces shaped like rocks
I can not see where each piece carves into the next
but I can see you a year from now
looking at me like you are right this second
and smiling like you always do
but we wont be just friends
We
will love like the wind loves the open valleys
love like the trees love the soil
love like the homeless love nickels
I
will love you
and
You
will hopefully love me back
So
We
will wait only until time reminds us
that today is the day
We
love