When he is near, I want him to hold me and love me.
When he is away, I want him to miss me the minute he says me ‘goodbye’.
When he is with me, I want him to look deep in my eyes.
Together in a crowd, I want him to hold my hands.
In a party, I want his eyes searching for me.
When in fight, I want him to use the pillow.
In happiness, I want him to lift me up like a trophy.
In sadness, I want him to kiss away all my tears.
When in doubt, I want him to hold me tight.
And in silence, I want him to read me.
And the saga continues….
I don’t know what you call this
2 comments:
:) sweetness
aawww.. sooo sweet!!! :) it's called being in love! haha.
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