And you asked,
is he bad poison?

The truth is,
he changed me,
made me happy
and helped me
feel special
and beautiful,

things that
never happen.

But yes,
he is bad poison,
a disaster
waiting to happen.

We all have
that one person,
who changed
everything.

Your personality,
opinions
and your life.

For me,
you are that person.

All it took was
a few weeks,
summer
and a guy like you.

I find myself
thinking about him,
every second
of every day.

I smile,
at the memory
of him.

I enjoy
Every moment,
I spend with him.

I can feel myself
slipping on
the edge,
falling in love
with him

And then i realize,
he doesn't
feel the same,
he never will.

I'm falling,
And i know
he won't be there
to catch me.

He's a silly guy,
not a care
in the world.

He drinks himself
into oblivion,
smokes his lungs
to ashes.

He swears
like a sailor,
and sleeps around.

But he,
is so much more.

He's more
than what you see,
than what you hear.

Late at night,
in the middle
of the day,
when he's left alone,
he pours
his hungover
heart out,
into his music.

He's just a guy
ruined by life,
unsure of himself,
looking for a home.

I often miss,
the mix of
smoke
and ***
on your tongue.

The way
you smelled,
like smoke
and spice.

And how cute
you looked
in your high state.

You are a misfit,
that fit perfectly
into my heart.

Every night
I fall asleep
to your voice,

even when
your not there,
playing your guitar
next to me
in bed.

Your voice
echoes around me,

even when your not
sitting on the counter
playing your guitar.

Your that little voice
that echoes
inside of my head.

Even when
your not with me,
I hear your voice.
I hear you,
playing your guitar.