Here I am again, with a paper and pen describing what I can’t confess.
Scared of what you might do or say so I’m here scribbling down what I think will help us connect.
You are my song, that beautiful rhythm that just can’t escape my head, that tune that is always on repeat.
You are that spark, that ignites my heart, that sets everything ablaze leaving your scorching mark.
You are the light, that illuminates the darkness around me when I can’t see, the one that brightens up my day.
You are what I crave, my deepest desire, the only one that can relive me of this insatiable thirst.
If you’re broken, I want to fill up your cracks, cement my love for you and start building our foundation.
If you’re a sin, then I’ll beg my Lord for forgiveness cause I’m going to commit countless blasphemies.
I want to memorize you, look in to your eyes and read them, unfold your thoughts and revise again what makes you perfect.
I’m definitely out of control now so let me cut to the chase.
What I’m just trying to tell you is that,
I Love You.
Just waiting for God’s destiny when that moment will happen.
