Posts Tagged With: infatuation

What Are You Waiting For?


I’m waiting for my life to begin. I’m waiting for my life to begin with you. I once wrote that “You are the big bang at the end of my days”, and I meant it. We have something special; it has been tried & tested. Maybe I’m wrong, but maybe I’m right. Right about you, right about us & right to feel the way that I do. I know that we will always have something standing in our way, but that should not stop us. You once asked me to promise that I’d never leave you alone, and I didn’t really know how to respond to that. I can’t promise you that, but I can promise you that I am here now, just like I have always tried to be.

We’ve been through this before, but with blinds on. I get it, we only see what we want to see & we hear what we want to hear. If I’m wrong just let me know, I can deal with that. I’d rather know that I was wrong than to not know where I stand with everything. So go ahead and break my heart if you have to, you wouldn’t be the first & you probably won’t be the last. I’m sorry, but I’d rather lose sleep over you because I know how you feel, instead of losing time over a game of infatuation.

I’m not asking you to drop everything for me right now. I just need to know what am I waiting for, give me something to go on. I’m drawing on words & painting pictures, just so you can see where I’m coming from. I’ve tried to show you how I feel, maybe I need to try a different tactic & be direct.

 

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Late Nights (Cologne)


I could give you something to smile about.
Years from now when you’ve settled down with the next best thing, I’m what you’ll be daydreaming about.
I won’t keep you waiting, no hesitation on my part as I part your red seas while you say “Oh my God”.
With just a touch you’re already breaking down.
Its not what’s being said that’s turning you inside out, its how it flows out of me that’s got you running wet.
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