Sunday, 23 February 2014

He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not

I think you love me.
No, I know you do.
I know from all
Those small things you do.
I think I love you.
No, I know I do.
But I'm so scared
Of what'd happen if it falls through.

You are in love with me.
I see it clear in your eyes.
I feel it against my skin
And in our shared breaths.
I'm in love with you
And we are going so slow and fast.
I so love being in your arms.
I just want it to last.