67 days…

If you think of me
Half as much as I do you
Confide in me
Lets play for keeps
And I can tell you all the things
I longed to say
The future wants
We’ll find a way
And we can let it go

Goapele-Crushed Out

It doesn’t happen often that someone can render me speechless, but she has managed to do it. I find myself trying to write about her and my thoughts come out disjointed in small spurts, in incomplete thoughts. I know how I feel, but I can’t find the words to express the emotion…

A few incomplete thoughts of her from my scatterbrained mind:

I believe in the magic of first kisses.
I believe in the intimacy of holding hands.
I believe in connections that surpass distance.
I believe in happily ever afters.
I believe that having faith is not a risk.

I see us walking through the park holding hands. We’d find a bench near the water. I would glance at her and blush. She would glance at me…and blush. I would glance down at the contacting skin tones of our laced hands. Eventually, I would succumb to the temptation of full lips. I would lean in to kiss her. Our lips would meet softly, innocently with the promise of more.

*shrugs* So here I am. A writer that can’t find the words…

Maybe she stole them…Along with my mind…

And 67 days from now, there is no doubt she will have stolen my heart too

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