Talking twenty-four-seven,
losing track of time.
Imagining what your lips would feel like against mine.
Forgetting everything all at once.
Longing for those crystal blue eyes,
everytime...
Just Friends
that's all that ever stood between this fragile line,
that we call you and I.
But I see the way your eyes meet mine.
The way your smile grows brighter than any star in the sky.
Little do you know,
my heart wants more than simply You and I.
It's praying for a beautiful lifetime.
May 18, 2018
May 18, 2018 at 1:53 PM UTC
Talking twenty-four-seven,
losing track of time.
Imagining what your lips would feel like against mine.
Forgetting everything all at once.
Longing for those crystal blue eyes,
everytime...
Just Friends
that's all that ever stood between this fragile line,
that we call you and I.
But I see the way your eyes meet mine.
The way your smile grows brighter than any star in the sky.
Little do you know,
my heart wants more than simply You and I.
It's praying for a beautiful lifetime.
Sometimes you write what you can't say.
