Where Are You?

I want to run my fingers through your hair,

And kiss your smiling lips.

I want to spend hours talking on the phone,

And sneak out to meet each other at night.

I want to fall asleep in your arms,

And hold your hand in public.

I want to go on dates,

And make out in the backseat of your car.

I want to love you with all my heart,

And have you love me too.

But the thing is,

I just haven't met you yet.