my heart is racing.
Let's take this slow,
let's make it last.
My need for you,
can only grow,
no worries about that.
Are you worried?
Would it matter?
If I never came back?
Tell me now,
so I don't cry,
my tears could last forever.
Give me an alternative,
to let me live,
I want to feel alive.
You look at me,
your smile, your eyes,
and I could touch the sky.
Your choice,
not mine,
how high will I be flying?
I never want,
to touch the ground,
my footsteps would be lies,
an us, a we,
could never be,
but that doesn't leave out trust.
Missing you,
is my true,
passionate obsession.