Lying To Myself Poem

i love you, I love the way the make me feel, i love the way you make me act. I love being stupid on the phone with you, as well as try to be all logical and confident. You strike a hot rod in me that spells excitement, you open the depths of me and ask me to spill it out at my own leisure. I love that. You never hesitate to tell me how you're feeling, whether you're with or against me. i love that.

I thoroughly am enjoying your friendship and can't wait for the day when we agglutinate. as to state a reply to what your homie online said: I wouldn't string you along hon, if I just wanted your body only, i would come straight out and let you know that I'm only doing this for your soft pinky, plus I wouldn't say half the stuff I said, I wouldn't spend half the time I spend with you on the phone. I would've found more important stuff to do...

I want to always come up with the words and gestures that make u feel bright-eyed & bushy tailed I want to always say the things for you to analyze, for you to smile at. i want to be the first and final person to enter your life in a very unique and special way.. I want me to be the first image in your mind when you wake up in the morn and the last human you feast your eyes on before going to be at night. I want you to always smile when we are together and no matter what altercation we may have, I would love to have it solved immediately and not put on the back burner.