Daydreaming
I’d lie if I said I think about you all the time,
But when I do think of you it’s spontaneous.
Touching my neck and imagining you kissing it,
Shivering and wishing you were there to wrap your arms around me and make me feel safe and warm,
Seeing a couple hold hands and joke around in the hallway and hoping when we meet that that will be us.
I look forward to these daydreams, they make me smile,
They make me want you more,
And most of all they make me want to be the best I can be for you.
I want to make you smile as much as you make me smile,
I want to be for you what you are to me,
and right now I don’t know what that is,
but I know it’s important.
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