10.31.10
You know it's something close to love when your laying in bed at 11 p.m
when you're tired outta your mind,
but all you can think about is him
and replay the song that reminds you of him.
when you can't stop thinking about that "what if"s or "how come"s.
it makes you wonder why he chose you over her.
how you got so lucky,
to be this happy.
when your laying there,
almost in tears,
because that little fear he might leave.
but you trust him just barly enough to keep thinking he'll stick around.
the time you spend together is like magic.
you almost think it isn't reality & it's only a dream.
just hoping now to wake up.
almost love.
Copyright © Macey Close | Year Posted 2010
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