My Ride Home

I grab my keys in excitement.

I missed the breeze I felt on the highway.

Staying in the fast lane doing , 80

Racing to you.

My heart is racing,

Pumping vigorously

As if it is failing.

You have the other half I need.

I'm going to get it.

I need you.

I still get butterflies every time.

Butterflies are beautiful and majestic,

But they do not compare to you.

Nothing does.

No words could describe you well enough.

Maybe they do not exist yet.

Hopefully I can create them.

My palms are still sweaty on the wheels.

I am still nervous.

I still do not think I am good enough

And I do not know why,

But you do...

And it gives me a feeling nobody can take away.

Like the view of the sun setting,

I never want to see you go away.

Because it is the view that melts my heart.

My knees are weak because of it.

I couldn't move if I wanted to.

Handicapped by love.

Incapable of straying.

Infatuated by your beauty.

I am on the ramp to my house,

Where you reside.

Home is where your heart is.

Author's Note

To my girlfriend Janna

Reviews

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awww what a sweet writing for your gf, btw i admire people who write for their loved ones.. hehe im sure she is proud of you.. because your sweet words here are employed here with a vey great touch of heart.. well done

[John Byrd]

Thank you :). I hope she feels the same way haha

[Hitchhiker]

Ahhh, and I believe Janna realizes she has a winner in you. And it sounds like you know where your heart resided, within the soul of Janna. I am happy for the both of you.

[John Byrd]

Thank you :)