I could sit for hours,
Dreaming
Laying
Stargazing
Thinking
About who I am in regards to you.

But let's be honest now
This isn't love.

I'm no princess waiting to be swept off her feet.
I just want someone to try.

All my life I've been so silent about what I believe to be love.
Only ever written about in poems no one really reads.
I just can't stop thinking.

I just can't stop dreaming.

So this is love?
No.
This is something much rarer for me.