Belief

I never believed it'd be like this. That I'd get to kiss you or even call you mine. I didn't think I'd be sketching out this drawing in the poorly lot room of my heart.

But the truth is, you light up the room. You show me the vibrant colors of the world, and my heart beats faster every time I see you.

Every time I feel you I get this buzzing in my chest like a bee caged in an electric trap waiting to get out.

A burst of emotion that makes me want to live again.

That makes me happier than I've felt in a long time, because I'm a lonely dog.

A dog who hasn't seen their owner in 2 hours after a trip to the grocery store.

Ecstatic.

Frantic.

Excited.

Happy.

Just happy.

For the first time in a long time.

I can say I'm happy with the way my life is going.

Because the road I see is one newly paved, yet driven thousands of times.

But this time is different.

Like I don't say that every time. Just let me be happy, alright?

Don't let my over thinking heart take this down the road I traveled more. Cause I wanna be like Robert frost and take the one less traveled by. The one less traveled by myself. All my writing is shit. I want to hold your hand and just dance.

Dance our breath away.

Until our last breath has been breathed, and our last kiss has been kissed, and the last page has been turned in this WONDERFUL book you and i are reading,

And I want to die in your arms with your lips pressed to mine in this fiery inferno we call home.

Just take me home.