And I’ll wait..
Till he loves to do what I enjoy
not because he’s forced but
he knows my heart burns for it..
And I’ll wait till he cares about what’s important to me..
Conversations at this time of night are.. My weird obsession
My paper isn’t who I yearn for but its all I have..
And truthfully.. What an ache
Sitting outside talking and learning about one another is my desire..
Gazing.. But finding the stars in your eyes..
Finding the brightness of the moon when you crack a smile..
Talking about every subject in the world just to learn you..
And I’ll wait till he.. Comes in my life and desires something outside of him..



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