I'M JUST SO SILLY

I mean my heart is a silly thing. I too, my personality I guess you would call it, is rather giddy as well. I get lost in my emotions, everyday. Like this song, "I only have eyes for you" I get lost in that little do-wop sock-hop dream each time I hear it. I guess you can say that I'm a dreamer, but I am not the only one. I hope someday you will join me, and then perhaps we can live as one.

I dream about you. I picture you, and your many shades of hair color. We're laughing in the sun. Rolling in the clover. Just making the world sick with our stupid puppy love. It's a squeaky clean, super shiny, sunshine daydream. You play the star in which I play your counter. I don't call myself a star because really, you're the star baby. You always have been, and always will be.

I write about you. Most days, I write about you. How fantastically, effortlessly, wonderful that you are. If you hadn't figured that out just yet, keep reading. They say that all lovers must be blind, and I say they may be right. For I am blindly writing to you, and seriously do I even know you? I don't think so, but maybe you know me?

It doesn't really matter, if I know you or not. I mean, I'll die without you. However, until then, just dreaming about you, writing to you, and pretending that every love song was made for us, makes me believe. I want to walk you home. Please, let me hold your hand. I want to walk you home. You look so good to me, ooo-ooie…