by Shynebrite I'm not a mind reader,
or a good future planner.
I don't even know what
I'm going to have for breakfast
in the morning.
All I know is
that I want you here with me.
I want to scrub your back
in the shower,
snuggle with you in front of a fire,
wake up in your arms,
and kiss you on the cheek
when we leave for work.
I can't get you out of my mind
so I hope you understand
when I gaze into your eyes
for hours at a time,
or call you on the phone
just to hear the sexy
tone of your voice.
And every night I find
the biggest and brightest
star in the entire sky
I wish for you to eternally be in my future.
Maybe I'm being greedy or
selfish, or just looking out
for myself, for a change.
But actually, I just want
to be loved by you,
and need to be
loved too much.
I dream of the words
that you say to me.
I treasure every moment
when we're together,
and anticipate seeing
you again the next time.
You are the one for me.
That I'm sure of,
or do I need to be loved
too much?
