Days tick by
You’re still not next to me
I long to hold you
I long to smell your scent
I want you arms wrapped around me
I want to feel safe with you
Kissing those lips
That tease me daily
Listening to your voice
Exposing your inner thoughts and desires
Learning more about you
While getting lost in your eyes
Feeling your heart beat
Sync up to mine
My head on your chest
Our fingers intertwined
Constant smiles
Small giggles
Cracking jokes
Only the two of us will understand
Running my hands through your hair
As we kiss passionately
Ignoring time as a whole
Absorbed by one another
I long for the days
These images come out of my head
I long for the day
These images become reality
Every thought of you
Feels like déjà vu
I will continue
To wait for the day
They come true
©Writing the Rose
©writingtherose.com
22 July 2018
Last two lines knocked me down, such a bittersweet moment. Waiting. Expecting. The moment before disappointment or elation.
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