Ryan Patrick

I hope you know that I love you
With every shred of my existence.
My knees go weak at the thought of you
I give in to you with no resistance.
Every day I think of the next time
In constancy, the event of our meeting.
It's a long ways away but I can't help but ponder
About where all of this may be leading.
The clock ticks by, every second a reminder of you.
I never want to get over the things you do.