Maybe One Day
Dear Crush,
You won’t read this declaration
Or maybe you will,
But here is my heart’s ovation
So take your time, get your fill.
How shall I start?
What about your voice?
Or perhaps how you stole my heart?
Either would be my choice.
The way you sing to me,
It goes straight through my bones.
So beautiful and carefree
All those lovely tones.
Your smiles, jokes, and hugs
Along with those 3 a.m. car rides
Are like my own addictive drug
That flays my heart open wide.
There’s so much to write
So much to reveal
Which is alright,
Because you need to know how I feel.
Hopefully one day you will know
How much you mean to me.
I’m tired of taking this slow.
When will you and I become we?
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