Happy Thoughts

The thought of you makes me smile,

Listening to a song or seeing a couple holding hands and wondering why you can’t be with me.

I want your touch in the most innocent way;

I want you to caress my cheek and look deep into my eyes before you kiss me,

I want the cliche love story,

And I want to be your friend.

I want this to last; I don’t want a fling,

I don’t want an off and on relationship,

I want to know someone cares about me in a way no one else does.

If this isn’t unique I don’t want it;

I don’t want a carbon copy,

Pave your own roads to my heart.

Show me that you think of this more than I do;

Show me that I’m all you want.

This poem is about: 
Me
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