You can be a little slow For my fickle minded heart You are a little shy To hold me in the crowd There are many things You do that dismay me But it is also you Who carried the two Of us across storms
How are you just another person in someone else’s world when to me you are the entire universe
I painted colourful strokes of the man I would eventually meet and love Perfect angled jaw, tender heart, topped with a wicked humour But in an unexpected bend, you came along and completely utterly put my imagination to shame.
A frightening thought struck me tonight that time wouldn’t be enough for me to spend it with you
Ah, i see. Love makes everyone a poet.
Thinking of you is my favourite pastime
Maybe we ruined each other for anyone else.