If you could take a colored picture
Of my heart and all it's seen...
Beyond all the misery my heart has set free
And all the pain that it's bestowed upon me...
I'm not sure when loving you became concrete.
It happened slowly, piece by piece...
I keep telling you I want you and all you do is...
You tell me that I need to go find myself a man...
I tell you three words
to your face for the first time...
A forced poem;
Spat on the screen...
A warm embrace
A smile...
My heart speaks within my being
Reminiscing; it's an old man thing...
I laid dormant deep in heart
Deep in thought...
I know you have flaws,
I know you don't like some things...
Just waking up jotting down thoughts
Bymyself without you i always feel lost...
My life is like a never-ending tunnel
It is a terrifying place to be in...