Like I Do

What a nice day, today.


As I stood their talking to her I got this strong urge to pick her up and carry her in my arms like a husband would his wife.

Thanks urge.

I swooped her up and carried her outside. Gave her a kiss on the forehead. She so fragile, and open. Then we started talking about the movies, and she asked me to check the showtimes.


Five minutes passed and I realized that I was still standing there holding her in my arms.
I had to drop her.

Hoe was heavy.


She walked away, I said bye and I love you.

I just she knows that

he can't love her like I do.

And that he don't love her, like i do.