It's the thought of you never being there. It's the thought of reaching for you in the dark and touching your soft cheek and never receiving those lips the gentle kiss of your soft reply.
To awaken in the morning and never having a reason to stay in bed. It's the thought that I will grow old and never leave the house. Yes, the thing that sends the shivers down my spine is the thought that you will never be mine.
While showering I will never play the game, of one - in - twenty - chance, which bottle is the men's shampoo.
It's never experiencing the strange kind of jealousy that comes from the fight between man and his former best friend Lou dog for the affection of the same girl.
It's the always longing, always going, but never being found.
But the thing that truly scares me?
Is never saying those two little words, "I do." and watching your sweet eyes turn a darker shade of blue.
