Four Years Later

Am I imagining things?
Four years later, finally,
you realize what has been in front
of your face this entire time;
you and me together at once.

"Is it to late?"
you ask me over an email,
immediately my bad mood goes away,
smiling so big, i reply no its you,
looking up into the sky whispering
"Thank you, Now I know the reason
all my previous relationships have failed."

No matter the time, No matter the distance,
its always been you, I always end up
falling for you once again,
missing those late night phone calls,
the way you'd laugh calling me a nerd,
the feeling I got inside my heart by
hearing your voice on the other side of the phone.

Am I imagining things?
Four years later,
you want to give us a chance,
saying it just snapped in my head
that I want to be with you,
never thinking I'd hear these words;
I couldn't wish for a better person.

- Not the best. Just How I feel. -