Many months have passed,
Times they have changed.
I've split from my yearning,
For the man in the U.S.A.
I am troubled but free,
I've been enjoying life.
I have been trying to beat,
My torment and strife.
Then i met the man,
With the toffee toned skin.
The funky black glasses,
And the heartwarming grin.
We talked and we danced,
On the dance floor we kissed.
Two months have flown by,
Everyday he is missed.
He carries a beautiful accent,
He is learning in time....
To speak 'proper' English,
Not with an accent like mine!
From the land that loves vodka,
Everything pineapple too.
He IS dance music,
And those beaming white shoes.
I love his lips and his eyes,
The lonely freckle on his nose.
To me he's so handsome,
In all that he owns.
Yesterday i gave him,
A big part of me.
Now i just feel sad,
The more he won't be.
To me he's been sweet,
Wonderful and caring.
But the word relationship,
To him is so scary.
He has warmed my heart,
Rekindled that fuzz.
But when i ask questions,
There's no reply or 'because'.
He holds on tight,
To all about him.
When he asks of me,
I don't know where to begin.
He talks of a love,
That lasted 5 years.
I've mentioned my past,
The heartache and tears.
But he doesn't know,
Of everything and all.
Or how i would be his,
With just one call.
I understand he's not ready,
For any of this.
But if he left now,
It's me who would miss.
Because i tried so hard,
Just to enjoy and have fun.
But i adore him so much,
I'm scared that it's begun.
He awoke my smile,
Been a complete gent.
I have fought hard,
This wasn't meant.
So i hold on tight,
To my feelings for him.
I don't want him to leave,
Or let my pain win.
The spikes in his hair,
And the gaps in his teeth,
Are just the beginning,
Of what lies beneath.
He is inconfident,
He's shy and he's coy.
When we're alone,
He's my little boy.
I want him to see,
He's not stupid or bad.
I don't want him to feel,
Lonely or sad.
I want to tell him,
How special he is to me.
That for him i would be,
Everything he wanted me to be.
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