I've never had the chance
To tell you how beautiful you look in the moonlight
How the rays of that starry night hit you in ways
That words simply can't describe,
But I'll still try.
They make you seem alive,
All that energy you have stirring inside,
Finds its way onto the surface and radiates from your skin in ways that make the sun look dim
By comparison.
I've never had the chance
To figure out your flaws
See, I don't care about your strengths
Because it's your weaknesses that make you worth it,
It's your imperfections that make you perfect.
I've never had the chance
To wake you with soft kisses,
To whisper secrets underneath bedsheets never had the chance
To sweep you off your feet and make you mine,
I mean, if heartache were a prison
Lord knows I've done my time.
I've never had the chance
To lie beside you and feel your heart beat,
To admire the divinity encapsulated from the top of your head to the soles of your feet
To fight off those endless waves of sleep
To struggle to keep my eyes open
Because I'm afraid if I close them,
You won't be there when I wake up.
Opening my eyes,
You're nowhere in sight,
Thinking "god damn I'm such a fool." Broken guitar strings make my heart sing out of tune
A distant memory of my past,
It seems these words are as close as I'll get to you.
Like, what am I supposed to do to get you to notice me?
I'm right here, and I never left
I'm just waiting for the day that you take my hand
And we go away to a place that's devoid of time and space
Where I can wake up each morning to the sight of your beautiful face,
Effortlessly crafted, immaculately spaced
I guess what they say in that song is true: God really must have spent a little more time on you.