untitled.

i feel so hopeless now
when my words are not around
and i'm struggling with the paper
to get my feelings down

he's a summer rain in april
he's twighlight in a kiss
he's the reason that i'm falling
into total bliss

i don't know where i'm heading
no clue where to go
but i'm sure in my submission
renouncing what i know

i know the shape of his lips
because i watch them when we speak
and i know the shape of his hands
because i hold them so unique

a week ago i would have thought
only in my deepest dreams
only in my dreams.