What I wantI want to snuggle up on the couch and watch a film with youAnd I want you to kiss my forehead and call me babyAnd I want to stay cuddling you when my parents walk inBecause it doesn't matter that they see us togetherAnd sometimes I want to do the same at your houseAnd sometimes I want to go on a date with youAnd we'll hold hands through townAnd you'll kiss me goodnight on my doorstepI want to be able to write statuses about youLet all our friends know that we're happyAnd how lucky I feel to be with youAnd (eventually) how I love you.And I don't mind if these things are slightly different in partAs long as the ideas are the sameThe cuddles and the comfort and the being unashamedly happy togetherBut I just worry that sometimesYou don't want me to be everything I want to be to youAnd you don't want to be a 'couple' or a 'boyfriend'.Maybe I'm being stupidBut maybe I'm on to something.I'm happy to be whatever I can beAs long as I make you happyI just need to know what
CrossroadsStanding in the middle of a crossroadsAnd when I look aroundThere are no sign posts.But I see people.In one road I see himAnd I see no-one in anotherAnd then I see you.And I follow you.I know you won't leave meI know you'll keep me safeEven though this road has warning signsThis road screams at me to lose myselfRather than lose the most precious of thingsHe walks away as I watchI never expected him to stayI didn't want him toI want him to be freeAnd the other road is so darkIs so coldIs so lonely.It's hard to know the way to goWhen every road leads you in the wrong directionBut I think that at least this wayI'm not on my own.
What ifWhat if I'm not enoughWhat if I ruin thisWhat if I can't fight for him like I want toWhat if this pressure gets too strongWhat if I fall apart and drag him down with meWhat if I need more than he wants to give meWhat if I scare him offWhat if I fall too fastWhat if it endsWhat if it's all my faultWhat if I lose the most important person in my lifeBut what if I give upAnd I lose him anywayAnd I haven't given us the chance we deserve.
FacebookIt isn't importantBut I can't wait for the dayThat a request pops up on facebook"______ says you are in a relationship"Because when that happensI will know that you're ready to admit to everyone that I'm yoursAnd you're mineAnd although I don't mind that you aren't readyIt'll mean a lot when you are.
IntimacyWe cuddle upAnd we kiss goodnightAnd you tell me how you're feelingWe cry on each otherWe hug like we don't want to let goAnd you kiss my forehead so tenderlyAnd you call me "baby"And I know that although we aren't 'intimate' in the way people expect us to beAt least, not any moreNot for a whileWe're still intimate.We have an intimacy which means more to me than sexAnd even though it won't be easyIt'll make us stronger in the long runSo I will just enjoy this innocenceAnd hope for the bestAnd be everything you need me to be.I just want you to be happyAnd I want this to last.
My best friendI love the way we switchFrom racing pulsesAnd frantic kissesTo gigglesAnd cuddlesAnd 'love you'sIt's like even though you're moreWe're still best friendsI haven't lost that trust in youOr the closeness that I've always needed from youAnd the easy, playful feelingWe've always managed beforeI feel like I'm in some stupid girly filmI'm falling for my best friendAnd although one day we'll take off the rose tinted glassesAnd it won't be like thisI treasure every moment I'm with youBecause for now, it is.