• Every Passing Day

    by  • September 26, 2010 • * Safe for Work *, Love - Pure and Simple, Waxing Poetic, Yearning for You • 0 Comments

    Dear, You.

    Every passing day
    I think of you
    And when I do, my heart sinks deep
    My stomach drops, and tears begin to swell
    If I had one wish, it’d be to call you mine.
    But you don’t see what I see
    In my head, you’re the perfect ten
    Though, you barely know I exist.
    Even if you ignore me, I still want to have you, it’s my biggest wish.

    You seem so amazing, I adore everything about you.
    My says to let go, but my heart tells me no.
    I can’t help, every passing day, I fall in love with you.

    These feelings will always remain true.


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