I never planned to hand over my soul the way i did. I never chose to fall so in love with you. did you? You dont know how many bridges I've crossed and burned just to get here. You'd never beleive all the nights I spent sleeping with your picture in my hand; dreaming while in the comfort of your sweatshirt that reminds me of the way you smell when i rest of your shoulder. Its a selfishly selfless act- to fall in love. Because everything becomes about you doing for another person. Everything revolves around the fact that you yearn to just hold their hand. What happens when yearning stops? Will my love ever cease? I hope you love me just the way that I Love You. Sigh.
