sexta-feira, 20 de novembro de 2009

I want...

I want you.
I want to wake up where you are
I want to look into your eyes
I want you to say that you love me
I want your smile
I want to make you smile
I want to walk on the streets with your company
I want to drink tequila with you
I want to spend nights dancing with you
I want to laugh about your sarcastic jokes
I want you to bring me flowers
I want a romantic dinner with you
I want a romantic breakfast with you
I want a trip with your company
I want to swim at a beach with you
I want you to call me
I want to hear your voice
I want to wake up in middle of the night and see your face
I want to cry at your side and I want to feel comfortable about doing that
“I want you all tattooed…I want you bad”