My Heart Says

Few word that a heart wants it's love to know.

I want to forfeit myself into your eyes, snake my arms around your neck and play with your hair stub. Feel the warmth of your body, your strong arms sheathed around me. Be the cause of your enchanting smile. I want you to draw circles on my back; pull me closer when I'm scared. I want to be the shoulder you want to cry on, jokes that make you laugh long and your favorite 'Hello' you wait for. The person you always look up to, to make you happy, and the one you always count on. I'll be your secret drawer to deplete your feelings into, cascade your heart out - joy, love, ecstasy, grief, passion, melancholy, pain, anger; knowing everything will be clandestinely protected. Then you'll come out immaculate. I love you unfathomably deep. I want to be the one to keep you on legitimately requisite track, usher you like an angel guardian. Yes, I want to be your angel. Hum me your dreams, to fulfill them I will do whatever it takes. Your compassionate concomitant in the journey of life; I'll be whatever of me you make. We'll sit on the park side bench enunciating like best friends; lie down on the grassy mountain top, espy the cloud's shape. Let's be toddlers together; we'll grow up over again. Lavishing whole life along, from birth to the grim reaper. Your aura is finest of all. You make me feel like I'm on top of the world; just three words from you mean so much more. The thought of falling aloof from you is shuddersome. I see you. There, I caught a glimpse of you. Every day, I beam at you there. I scrutinize you loving me unconditionally, in a place that has just you and me, so mesmerizing. But a place that prevail nowhere but in my chimera. I yearn for it to be factual. I want you to be proximal. Near to my heart, near to my soul. I want to help you out when you are forlorn. I want to stick around when you're not okay, fiddle your fingers when I'm twitchy, lay on your chest listening to your euphonious heartbeat, embrace you pulling your pieces together when you're falling apart, fix you when you are screwed and clean when you are a mess, cuddle you in bad times, admire your deep groggy morning voice in the first daylight, feel your little five o'clock shadow on my cheeks, kiss you when you are low and on and on the list will grow. I want all those little moment and many more. I want you to be the one in them all.

What I'm looking for is a long-lost-right. The place I crave for is captured entirely by a beautiful girl since before even I saw you. She is blessed tremendously by Goddess Athena and Goddess Cytherea. You love her is not what I cry for; these tears are in the mourning of my heart. Because my heart still hopelessly belongs to you and you aren't even aware of it. I hope she keeps you happy, more than I ever can. Of course I want you to be mine. But I don't want you to have any heartbreak either. I can't afford to see you grieving and sick at heart at any cost. Just be happy. Always and forever.

Love, 
XOXO.