Sometimes I wonder how I feel about you, Scared of these feelings because it’s still new.
I catch myself thinking of the best way to share, Hoping you’ll return my confession showing you care.
And then I catch myself again… and drag my thoughts back to reality,
I am back at square one, does this just happen to me?
Poems are so stupid I swear I would never do this. But this is YOU, and you aren’t like anyone I have met.
How much longer do I have to write, can I tell you yet?
When I come back from my thoughts I feel more secure.
But then I sleep… and the dreams of you occur.
The dreams I have of you are so vivid and clear.
I feel TRUE happiness inside and that there is nothing to fear.
People say dreams have underlying meanings and not to ignore them.
I say we both know what they mean and now I want you to hear.
Hear what I am about to say to you, feel it with my body, see it in my face. Hear it in my words and tone when we converse.
I love you! I love you more than I ever thought I could be with me always and be loved like you should.
