You’re not some distant sound
that will fade away….
You’re an insignificant fleeting matter*
This is how i have come to think of you…
I want to hold you in my arms,
I want you to be at at my side,
I want my mind to be filled
with the thoughts of you …
And when they overflow
I just want to leave them be…,
I want my jealous to be justified!
But to do all of that I must begin..
As the future us is not laid in front for us_
But still May i still begin..?