With a heart full of longing for his love.
I wonder...
Will he gaze at me when I'm not looking?
Will he tell me I'm the reason for his happiness?
Will he surprise me with chocolates, simply to see me smile?
Will he proudly call me his girl to his friends?
Will he whisper sweet nothings, telling me I'm beautiful?
Will he give me his time, his attention, his heart?
Will he hold my hand in crowded places, showing me off?
Will he make me smile on my worst days?
Will he listen to my ramblings, my nonsense, without a sigh?
Will he kiss me in the rain, like the world is ours alone?
Will he love me with the same intensity, the same passion, as I love him?
Oh, to be loved by him…


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