As I think about the distance,
I start to crave your brilliance.
I dream to see you for an instant.
Without thinking of you my words have no sentence,
And I question my existence.
When I look at the sky,
I think about the time.
If talking to you is a crime, l am willing to do the time.
How fast will it fly?
How much will I try?
Your voice is like a drug
Only made to get me high.
Why are you so unique?
How are you so complete?
You're someone I cannot critique,
As you always bring me relief.
To you, I can write a song
About how your heart's so big
And how my soul you rigged,
How our hearts just clicked.
Unlike my future profession,
Your care I do not question,
Yes you are the person.
Jul 22, 2017
Jul 22, 2017 at 12:28 PM UTC
As I think about the distance,
I start to crave your brilliance.
I dream to see you for an instant.
Without thinking of you my words have no sentence,
And I question my existence.
When I look at the sky,
I think about the time.
If talking to you is a crime, l am willing to do the time.
How fast will it fly?
How much will I try?
Your voice is like a drug
Only made to get me high.
Why are you so unique?
How are you so complete?
You're someone I cannot critique,
As you always bring me relief.
To you, I can write a song
About how your heart's so big
And how my soul you rigged,
How our hearts just clicked.
Unlike my future profession,
Your care I do not question,
Yes you are the person.
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