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I wish I could say everything that

came to mind when I see you

and I wish I had

the courage to just say it

And I wish I could

put to words the

feelings you give me

but even then, you

wouldn’t have the time to

read it

So that you'd know

how I love the

way you smile at me

and I love how I

catch you staring at me

for a second too long

And I love how you will

bashfully turn away

and I wish I could hold

your hand and kiss it, too

and tell you that you’re why

I listen to music again

And we will breathe each

other in

and know the other’s skin

and learn everything we can

from the conversations in the sand

And that I have to

write in bed because this

is where I dream

and that you are my last

thought as I’m about to

dream

and how I can’t wait to

wake up to see the real

thing

And I wish I could say

everything that came to

mind when I see you

and I wish I had

the courage to say it

so at least I wrote some of

them down

and hope you read it