To That Special Someone

Mon, 02/12/2018 - 15:47 -- kle5311

I don't think you know what I want,

You've only ever known what I need.

 

I keep looking over at you every day,

With each glance I do I feel this greed.

 

Why do you make me want to play, 

When I have more important things to do.

 

You stop me when I think I can,

That maybe I shouldn't want you. 

 

Yet you also push me to finish my day's plans, 

Because in doing so you get that much sweeter. 

 

So while I may thank you for that gift,

I don't like that you change me into another person. 

 

Nowadays when I get home I feel this shift,

And today I am very certain. 

 

I think I'm falling in love with you. 

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