Forbidden
Is it so forbidden
to want to sit under the stars
with you?To want to listen to your voice
and figure out what’s true?
Is it so forbidden
to hope and dream and pray?
To think about the future,
to wonder everyday?
Is it so forbidden
to think you wouldn’t mind?
Mind me sitting there for hours,
just gazing into your eyes?
Is it so forbidden,
to know it could be true?
To wonder if Love could make us one,
instead of being two?
Is it so forbidden
to want to see you everyday?
Perhaps it’s more forbidden,
not knowing you feel the same way.
