To you... love me.

Im just sitting here alone with my thoughts. . And im thinking of you!
Remembering the sound of your voice.. your laugh. .  
Wondering what your doing now.

The small place where you first touched my heart is no longer small.
I long so badly for you to touch me there.  ... to feel my heart beat against yours.  
The last time you touched me still lingers there  .

I never knew it would be like this.  
And lately I spend all my time just waiting....
My sin is I wonder if it was real or not  .
Wondering did you even care?
Could my sin be love?

I love you!!
I still cry alot. ..
Then I stop and smile.
But my sad mistrust is my love.  
I wish I could stop wanting you back so bad.  
But it js the body inside this body that holds me..
It was the  crime of your sleepy eyes and your drowsy passion that moved me.

I loved it when you would look at me.  
When you would turn my way and your face was fine!
The anticipation of the first time we kissed.. the timing of the pause until we kissed again.

Now I sit here alone and I wish I could ask you one thing ...
What do you feel?
How can I make you see how much I love you and make you love me too ?