Give me two seconds of your day
because I love to just look at you,
even if it's just for one moment
and when you look back, I hope that you
look at me and feel the same thing.
Give me two minutes of your day,
To read this poem and realise
I'm not good with words.
To show you that my definition of the word 'world' begins with you.
Give me two hours of your day
So we can talk endlessly,
With a coffee on the table that's turned cold
Because your voice is my distraction.
Give me two seconds of your day
To smile and stare at you and cherish you,
As though every dream I've had since you is a supernova amongst a dark void of black holes.
Jun 20, 2016
Jun 20, 2016 at 8:38 AM UTC
Give me two seconds of your day
because I love to just look at you,
even if it's just for one moment
and when you look back, I hope that you
look at me and feel the same thing.
Give me two minutes of your day,
To read this poem and realise
I'm not good with words.
To show you that my definition of the word 'world' begins with you.
Give me two hours of your day
So we can talk endlessly,
With a coffee on the table that's turned cold
Because your voice is my distraction.
Give me two seconds of your day
To smile and stare at you and cherish you,
As though every dream I've had since you is a supernova amongst a dark void of black holes.
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