Waiting for the Moment

Meeting you wasnt some thing that I planned,
but I was lucky to meet you.
Now the thing is I dont clearly understand
these feeling for you.
Day by day and night by night
all I come to do is think of when might
I be able to see you.

Counting the minutes till I see you,
hear you, hug you, kiss you.

Come to think of it.....
these emotions feel like love,
My love is what I want to share with you.

this poem was made 4 2ppl

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