I still feel my heartbeat race

waiting for her to pick up the phone

I still lie in the bed at night

wondering if she’s missing me when she’s alone

I still feel my chest thump

when she uses the right words

I still stumble over myself

when my text tone is heard

I still dream of the moment

when our foreheads finally touch

I still stare at that first photo

wondering if her beauty is too much

I still dream of that day

that she will carry my last name

I still know she’s the only one

who’s had my love in her aim