Dear You
You might not know this yet, but I think you’re the one.
I know this might sound crazy but you’re the only one who holds the gun.
The gun that shoots my heart every time you smile.
The smile that makes me want to trial.
A long one to where I’m constantly being accused of failing.
Failing in love with you harder than I ever excepted to I take that back I’m crawling.
A fast crawl to get closer to you to be in your arms once more.
Hopefully, after reading this you will no longer be behind a closed door.
Today will be the day I will forever celebrate, the day I confessed.
The overwhelming feeling, I get in my chest.
Whenever I hear your name I began to think.
How lucky I am to have found my missing link.
I promise to love you forever.
It’s you and I against whomever.
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