Him

His eyes makes me wanna see deep down inside to get the real him the raw edgy sweet uncontrollable honesty
even when things are uncertain
to start new to show him my heart
am I ready is he ready am I’m willing is he.. to shower him with love he can’t imagine to be his best friend his better half
 when loving is hard to do when anxiety takes over and being positive seems like a distance memory
when I’m falling apart when I’m afraid  to fight the temptation of what if or what could be
Showing my softer side my weakness my ability to be vulnerable to give all of me Without regret
 Will he be there for me when there’s no one I can trust and no where to turn
Does he love me for the women I am or the women he wishes I was
When the attraction changes will we stand tall like trees
Will we fall and crumb like sand castle on the beach
 Is it real is it fake do you see me do I see you
His kisses makes my heart melt his touch makes me wanna hold on without letting Go
Is the feeling the same or is different for him..
am I overthinking am I obsessed or is it true.
He the glare in eyes his gives me tingles down my spine.
Butterflies in my stomach
He makes me wanna smile even when the days are long and time goes fast without a blink of an eye.
Are we built Ford tough or weak as nails only time will tell...