𝙸𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎...

If you were mine. 

I would write encouraging notes for you

And slip them next to your handkerchief, 

If you ever have to use it, you'll find them. 

So, you'll always have something to read

And your pockets will never be empty. 

I wish you'll love my writings. 

And I wish I could draw 

So I could colour you in all the colours I see you in

And show you off to the whole world. 

But I can't draw. 

Instead, I'll pick up my camera

And capture you in all the details I see you in. 

The way your lips curl when you read. 

The way your eyes dance when you're excited. 

The way your soul sings. 

Yes, your soul. 

I would capture pictures of your soul. 

Pictures worthy of you. 

If you were mine

I'd do all these things

For you. 

But you can never be mine. 

Because I'm selfish. 

I don't want anything that isn't wholly mine. 

I wish you were wholly mine ~