open arms
who says i want to stop thinking about you, love?
i’m looking up at the blue sky above,
and all that comes to my mind is us; you.
such beauty; what a sight, what a view.
your mixed signals confuse me. you know that though.
sometimes i think we’re running out of time to take it slow.
my love for you is something that can never be broken.
if you’re ever in need of someone, my arms are open.
©LukaKorba
With love,
Luka.