How did we get here?
Don't get me wrong,
I like where we are...
But sometimes I feel this isn't real.
As if it's too good to be true...
Like one day I'll wake up
And find we never actually happened
Even when it comes to saying I love you, I hesitate
Not because I'm not sure,
But because that might jinx this whole thing
Then it'll all come crashing down on me
I can't have that happen
What we have is pretty much perfect
It's the only good thing I got going for me now
And it made all the bad seem to go away
When we started off things were complicated,
But now nothing else makes sense but this
The best part is that I'm sure you love me
Just as much as, if not more than, I love you
I can tell by the way you say it
And even when you don't,
I see it in your eyes when you look at me;
I can feel how much you love me
Sometimes it actually makes me nervous...
To be loved by someone that much is scary;
The fear if letting them down some how
But to not have that love would be worse;
A nightmare...
That's why I hope, so much,
For this to not be a dream
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem