The Lovesong Writer

I just can't help but feel
this rush when I'm with you.
It makes me throw abandon
into the air;
makes me smile like the moon.
Yet as estatic as I am,
I feel a happy serene.
It's in the way you move
that's making me move with you.
It's in the way you talk
that's making me awed with you.
Without you I feel empty,
a home absent of its owner.
You give me my completion, and
you give me the strength I never had.

I got inspiration from all the lovebirds around me! Not to mention this sweet sweet sweet book I'm re-reading. I still can't imagine Joey and Shawn using endearments. Imagine:
Joey: Darling!
Shawn: Cupcake!
Joey: Sugarbuns!
Shawn: Honeypie!
Okay, maybe that's going a little too far. Haha.

Joey - don't forget! Bookhunting with me after exams! I know you're gonna be real busy with Shawn, but just make ONE afternoon free. GOSH.

i didn't forget.

6:30 pm;
Still waiting for you-