Love is when you miss him even before he's gone, When you could listen to him talk all night And never get tired of hearing his voice, When the sound of his name sends chills down your spine, And when you see his smile the second you close your eyes!
Love is strong yet delicate. It can be broken. To truly love is to understand this. To be in love is to respect this.
pls understand wen u read it...feel it wen u read it...it really means alot..
My soul forms the words, My heart ensnares them, Locking them in its warm chambers, My mind knows these words, And my fingers write these words, Yet my lips, The dastardly things They find no valor, And can not form the words. How is it that I can feel these words, With so much hope and admiration Just for you, Yet my lips can not speak them To tell you Of your shy smile And your crystal eyes? I am enamored by you, By your words and your laughter. You leave me breathless, As the air leaps out of my mouth, Twirling and bowing to your charms, Enchanted by your congeniality. Your face is imprinted in my mind Never leaving, Never fading. Your smile warming my heart, And your eyes entrancing my soul. I wish I could form my feelings Into articulate words Of love and wonder And tell you of my feelings, Let you know of my aspiration To be held securely in your arms, Where I long to be, Sitting serenely with you, Basking in the sweet resonance of stillness. But I know that wish is unattainable, Far out of my reach, Yet I admire you still, Yearning that one day you'll notice me As more than just a girl But as a young woman Whose heart you've whisked away Into the perpetual sky, Floating along the clouds. And everyday I linger Hoping for some acknowledgment, A fleeting look or a petite hello. Perhaps to even hear you speak my name Would bring warmth to my heart And joy to my days As I wait for you to discern That I, quietly, Admire you.