How I love you, my love. You make me feel wanted. I could ask for nothing more. In my heart you’ll always be my special one… my only one. Like Shania twain croons… you’re still the one… the only one I dream of… you’re still the one I kiss goodnight.
You have brought a new colour into my life. A colour I did not wish for… at least not yet. But now I can’t live without it. Every moment I yearn for it. My heart-strings are tugging at me. It makes no sense. What is happening? What will happen later? I am scared of being hopeful. What if it’s not to be? What is to happen then? How will I live then? How will I control myself? Have I gone too far already?? I do not know. All I know is that I feel you are the one for me.
I love the way you call me… nobody else is allowed to call me thus… I can handle it only from you. I love the way you make me feel… love the way u tease me… the way you condone me… I love the way u make me feel adorable.
Will I love everything about you? I am not sure. I am scared to know. But, what about you? Will you love me the way I do??? Will you like me despite everything else? Will our love be… ‘but, I love you’ or ‘I love you, but’?! It hurts to even think about it. What is to become of this? I have not the slightest idea in the world.
Tell me… how do you feel about me??? Am I just another one? Or am I like no other? Am I special… different???
What is it about me???
2 comments:
You know, there's a lot that you have written to which I can relate to.
I guess, all of us go through this phase uncertainty and not knowing what to do or how to do it next... whether it is right or wrong...would it be approved or not?
Lol! I guess, the only solution to this is time. It works both ways. You grow with your love and understand the complexity and the depth of it which makes it even stronger...the uncertainties slowly start disappearing.
Time also works at the approval and acceptance part of it.
I guess, most of our questions would be answered when it is the right time.
Yesssssss.... TIME TIME TIME... only time will tell man, the wait is terrible...
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