Ending

 They say the world might end tomorrow. 

I would love to do a dance with you. 

I’ve always wanted 

to hold your hands.

Maybe kiss your lips

and wait till time flies.

I’ve never shared that 

part of my life with you, I want to.

I want to use your dark shades.

I have always wanted to 

make a meal with you;

Using same plates. I want

To laugh until I no longer can.

To start over all of the wishes 

I had as a child. 

I’ve always wanted to rest on your shoulders.

Wear your shirts, laugh till we fall asleep.

Hold your hands even in my dreams.

I would love to make a joke with you.

Our joke- the inside joke. 

And it’s funny how I see the things others don’t see. 

If you are addiction, I don’t think I’d like to fight you off.

I just want to have the right potion of you. 

You are make me a strong believer of miracles. 

I want a miracle that has you in it.

And if the world is truly ending tomorrow. 

Let it end with you (in) and me.