Intertwined
One breezy summer day -
the smell of fresh-cut grass staining the air -
you're running late to class
I'm walking out of class
and just like that:
CRASH!
The fateful encounter -
in a jumble of words and awkward smiles,
our lives intertwine.
Over days,
over months,
over years,
the vines of trust and love twist.
More.
More.
More.
I see you grow as I grow too;
we blossom together,
intertwined.
I want the best for you,
because I love you.
I want only smiles gracing your face,
because I love you.
I want not a single tear to drop from your eyes,
because I love you.
I want to tell you everything,
because I love you.
I want you,
because I love you.
Even if you'll never understand just how much you've become a part of me,
intertwined,
I don't care
because I love you.
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