We were two lonely people,
looking for someone to make our lives feel like a better place.
Then i scene you standing there.
You and your gorgeous face.
It only happened a couple months ago.
The time i asked you out and you said yes.
I was so excited, i felt complete
You fixed everything that was a mess
I invited you over little did i know
then it happened, the first time we kissed.
It was like I was in heaven and i didn't want this to end
As it fixed everything i missed.
I had longed for your kiss in ages
and i could never get the courage to make a move.
I couldn't get the courage you have
our love for each other you wanted to prove.
The first time it happened, i was startled
but I was glad you did, for now, i thinking of it each night.
I think of it each morning.
Just thinking of it, without a distrust of what happened.
The thing that gets me most about this is
what if i wake up and i don't have the chance to see your face.
Its the only thing that ties in with my other worry.
What if i don't have the chance to kiss you with grace ?
