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The image of you passes through my mind every moment in a day
being apart saddens me, wanting our seperate worlds to be united, twined, bonded in an unbreakable way
futuristic thoughts of me and you as one, sharing names, not playing games
three days not so long, but its like our souls met time before, and we have not yet been united in our clay form
my heart races to the sound of your voice, before that call goes through my air thickens, my body begins to quake, voice begins to soften and shake in shyness, until i finally see your face
all my anxiety goes away
never believed love at first sight, but you make me question what's real and what's fake and is there something called fate
don't quite know what the future hold, but in these moments of talking to you its been like an expiremental concoction of loves, likes and total strangers
your feelings is what confuses me, wanting to look into your head and see everything you think, to see if i will ever come across an image of me.
our distance keeps us away but our hearts can keep us connected
not afraid to put my heart on the line, even if at risk of being rejected.
