Take Control of Me

Is it wrong for me to say that I want it ALL.

The Meeting You

The Feeling That You're Feeling Me

The Sleepless Nights of Thinking

The Considering

The Thought of Not Leaving You Alone

The Companionship.

The Security

The Fondness for the Words You Speak

The Completeness

The Trust

The Time That It Takes

The Joy

The Unbreakable Affection

The Compassion

The Simplicity You Bring

The Everlasting Feelings

The Unending Alliance With Your Eyes

The Tenderness

The Deep Considerations

The Sacrifices

The Where I Want To Be

The Pains

The Fighting Tears

The Lasting Moments

The Spreading Warmth in My Heart

The Personal (Healthy) Attachment to Each Other

The Point when Nothing Else Even Matters

The Agains

The Never Reaching the End

The Feeling Like This

The Beliefs that You Have In Me

The Closeness

The Sensitivity

The Over-Powerment of Understanding

The Beauty of Commitment

The Me

The You

The Love

....Could be too much?

To You

I Started the most random conversation with you today. I barely know You but said your name and exchanged dialog with you as if you have been my good friend for years. If you were any other guy I probably would have felt as if I was doing something that would make you come to the conclusion that I am just weirdly out of my mind. However, your eyes were set acceptingly as I spoke. You smiled the whole way through my rambling combination of words and you even responded as if I have talked to you before. The people around us could have figured we knew each other for some time, but they would buss out in a hysterical laugh if they knew I just found out your name today because our professor handed or test papers back and said your name Out loud (right after my name I add) and that this is my first time even making eye contact with you or speaking. Nice little conversation we had uhhh? I even noticed your sigh of relief (when then conversation was over ) that one of us finally had the courage to speak to one another. yes I noticed and I notice how deep the sigh really was because it created wind that blew the Girl’s hair that was walking in front of us, away... So our first conversation is over. Are you willing to make more?