the diary of a 6 year old

hi.
i'm in love with you.
do you think you can love me too?
i'm in love with the way you laugh
and the way you talk to me
i'm in love with the crayon marks on your tshirt
and with the glimmer in your eye
i'm in love with your presence
(i even draw pictures of you)
and with your shadow animals
nobody makes me feel like the way you do
but i'm still so scared to tell you
do you know the butterflies that fly around my tummy
and the music when you're near
i wish you'd look at me more, this little girl here
i'm in love with you, and i really don't know what to do
because i know you know it (and i hoped you'd know it)
oh look, here you come. OH WAIT, here YOU come
i'm dissolving,
disappearing,
walking up to you-(what are my feet doing?)
oh no they're moving on their own accord, stop!stop!
laces. a whole squabble of laces-
trip, flip, fall...
"are you alright?"
no, actually, you're all i can think about when mummy tucks me in at night.

- random verse, whilst waiting for my boy to come home.