I stand here looking at the sky
wondering if you feel the same breeze,
I always imagined you to be like me
wrecked, wierd and easy to please
But what's the fun in being alike
when i can embrace our differences with ease,
I never saw you, I never touched you, I never felt your core
I don't know if you're miles apart or the guy next door,
my nights are so quiet that i can hear your scream
The more I think about you, the more I dream
My cheeks crave for warmth of your hand
It's only my skin where your every kiss should land,
long way to go from not knowing your name
to feel your every breath on my face without shame,
One day this wait will be over
It doesn't matter how imperfect we are
We'll still be enough for each other...
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