Laying in my bed
Thoughts and questions
Running through my head.
Wondering what the truth is?
Is it what you say to me?
When were by ourselves
Or, how you act in the club
I admit sometimes there is a crossover.
The last time we spoke you
You had some questions
But before I could answer real life called
So I answered you by email.
Now as I wait for you to respond
Wondering what, or how it is you truly feel.
So I remember the moments,
Memories I hold dear.
The way you took me in your arms
And crushed me to your chest so tightly
Gently brushing your lips against mine
whispering “I love you Baby”
before kissing me deeply.
But for now I wait
Knowing that possibly
Our forever and always
Maybe a memory
But hoping it has just begun.
Thoughts and questions
Running through my head.
Wondering what the truth is?
Is it what you say to me?
When were by ourselves
Or, how you act in the club
I admit sometimes there is a crossover.
The last time we spoke you
You had some questions
But before I could answer real life called
So I answered you by email.
Now as I wait for you to respond
Wondering what, or how it is you truly feel.
So I remember the moments,
Memories I hold dear.
The way you took me in your arms
And crushed me to your chest so tightly
Gently brushing your lips against mine
whispering “I love you Baby”
before kissing me deeply.
But for now I wait
Knowing that possibly
Our forever and always
Maybe a memory
But hoping it has just begun.
