p.s i love you

As humans we create ideas

It's in our nature

And mine?

It's for you to want me 


Sometimes my idea gets stuck in my head

Wrapping itself in the chords of my brain

It all feels so real

That I always forget I made it up


I love the idea of you

I love the way you smile

I love wanting you to want me

But life may not follow through with ideas


So until my idea comes to life

I'll be waiting here

Open your eyes

And see me

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