true-love – The Messy Middle 🖤

to You.

Impatiently,

but gracefully,

waiting for you.

Aimlessy,

but faithfully,

making my way to you.

–S.

Hang on, Honey.

I won’t put down roots.

I won’t clean somebody else’s boots.

I’ll stay just out of touch.

A little out of frame.

I’ll wait until it’s you whispering my name.

I won’t give my heart away.

I won’t desperately prolong any stay.

I’ll only get attached to the pets.

There’ll be no past regrets.

Hang on, honey.

It’s only you,

I’ll let love me.

–S.

True Love.

Is it true, love?

There’s someone new, love.

I’ve been thinking about you, love.

I was still thinking it was you, love.

I still want to talk to only you, love.

Is she picking something blue, love?

Does she perform on cue, love?

Does everything still feel new, love?

You never left my view, love.

I’m sitting in the pew, love.

Praying you weren’t through, love.

There’s nothing left to do, love.

I guess it’s true, love.

It’s true love.

–S.