"what They Call Love"
I waited years for this very moment,
the timing before
for some reason
just never felt right.
A couple of opportunities
had rose in the past
but ultimately,
I had decided to let them slip by.
Why did it always seem
as if,
one of us
was going through
some type of rebound,
but ironically
seemingly,
never at the same time?
I didn't want to risk the conceivability
thinking,
that this might be
yet another
silly, schoolboy crush.
When there actually could be a possibility
that this could maybe be
something
so much more
then all of the other relationships,
we previously had before.
Hoping that eventually in time,
that this would somehow come to be.
Never could I have possibly imagined,
what it would feel like
waking up next to you.
The warmth and the scent of your body
beside me,
the sweet tenderness
of your longing touch,
I always knew deep within my heart,
yeah,
this is what they call love...
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