Everyone is in the mood.
I think about you so much these days.
I wonder if I'll find you.
I keep telling myself, telling the air, I will.
No matter what I will find you.
I found all the letters I wrote some hopeful others regretful.
I can't wait to meet you.
Or die with the idea of you in my heart.
I love love.
I love seeing it all around.
I love when people get married.
When babies are born.
Most of all I like when couples will plan stuff for the other person as a surprise.
I always think to myself someday I'll do that.
Someday it'll all make sense.
I hope this is not all way too crazy. I know you'll have both feet on the ground but I also hope there will be a strong romantic part of you that will understand all these crazy ideas in my head, and maybe, want to go along with them.
I imagine it.
It'll be like singing a song you only know part of the words to but then you find someone who only knows the other parts that you don't know. You'll pick up where I leave off.
You don't know me at all
but someday will you know me the best anyone ever has.
I sit here like a lonely tea cup.
I hope I don't scare you too much or try so much it smothers you.
I hope you understand my limitations and imperfections and can look past that to see the beauty that I feel is there. The beauty that is the best of me that I hope is real.
More than that I hope I am brave enough to do the same for you.
To try when I'm scare and to understand your gentleness.
For now I hold to you like the wind.
