And I dream about,
Sleepless nights and pillow fights,
Cuddling till our cheeks grow red, and your skin feels hot to the touch.
Spontaneous dates and laughing all day,
And deep conversations about our views on everything.
I d r e a m o f h o l d i n g, c h e r i s h i n g, l o v i n g y o u,
Until the end of our time.
This would a perfect story except,
I seem to stay out of your line of sight.