Maybe Its You

by Eunny 9 years ago 👁 951 views ❤ 102
Hey hubby, hi.
I don't know you yet.
No, actually I'm not sure if I know you,
Yet maybe I actually do,
Maybe our paths have already crossed,
Maybe you're that guy who keeps throwing glances at me,
But I assume I haven't seen you,
Because maybe I think you don't have cologne.
Maybe you're that guy who keeps on dropping hints,
But I'm just too dumb to notice.
And maybe you're losing your patience.

Or maybe we haven't met yet.
I have no idea what you're doing.
Are you happy with someone else?
Already having cute fights over intended baby names?
Lying in a tangled heap diagonally on the bed,
debating on what to have for breakfast and yawning lazily,
Till finally you get out of bed for lunch.
Or maybe you're curled up and snuggled into her,
Playing big spoon small spoon,
As you watch a movie that you don't really care about,
you're trying hard to keep participating,
But your eyes are closed,
And you're laughing sheepishly.

Or maybe you're shaving your armpits because you have a date?
You've already checked your phone too much,
To the point of restarting it,
Because maybe it has network issues!
Maybe.

Or maybe you've already given up on love?
It's for the biiiirrrddds.
Illusions.
Or maybe you're stuck to a loser,
Who has managed to convince you,
That you actually need her to stay alive.
Maybe you're single and happy.
Maybe you're thinking about me.
Maybe you're working hard for your future and career.

But one day we'll meet.
And you'll fit into my life so perfectly,
To the point that I'll feel like I've known you since forever,
Like I've always known you by heart,
Like a familiar song.
And we'll create our own crazy little world,
Bold and breathtaking,
Where it will be just you and I,
And our hearts will run wild and free.

And you'll always come back back home to me everyday,
Finding me at the doorstep,
With your favourite drink in one hand,
And a titty in the other,
Because being a true naughty girl is an art.

And we'll have a son,
With whom you'll raise horses with,
And a daughter,
Whom I'll always put on phone to talk to you when you're at work,
So you can just hear her giggles.
And I'll always adjust your tie every morning,
And I'll remember moments in my life,
Not only because they'll be important,
But because you'll be there with me.
You'll be mine.
E
Let's tell the stories our way. Let them have it their way.

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