Trying to write a poem is one of the hardest...
Cos while I think of things to write, I only think...
You say I am into your heart;
and sitting on its bough...
All those years ago, my dear,
You made my world complete...
I lay awake all through the night
While others lay asleep...
Not really sure how to say this, or even where to...
I will say that there's obviously something wrong...
He asked me, how do
you take yours? I nodded...
There is
an oak that sits...
Love through a rift in Time
Recoiling through time...
You are like the light that passes through my eyes
You are like the lenses that corrects my vision...
If my heart
Would ever fall for you...
Never want to love again
No, not after this greasy pain...
As I sit here at 5 am, alone in my room
My mind wanders to thoughts of you...