You know, there's times
Where I just can't help
But feel inadecuate
at your side.
It's not your fault
Not at all
And it also isn't mine
Not really.
It's also not as bad
As I make it sound
It is something I feel though
Just a fact, that's all
Let me explain
With my usual
Ridiculously cheesy
Way of speech
You see my dear
You are something else
Quite unique
Truly out of this world
In you I see all the beauty
I've ever seen in life
I can see that light in your eyes,
When something makes you laugh
I can see beautiful waves in your hair,
Even when you say it's not that great
I can see the mischief in your smile,
When you are about to mess with me
I can see what I hope is love in your face,
Every time I say how much I love you
I see a lot in you
I see a lot more everyday
To me you are mystical, filled to the brim
With all that is magic in the cosmos
And all those things we wish were true
To me you are perfectly imperfect,
Moody, sour, mischievous,
Loving, trustworthy, understanding,
You are you, and you are what I love.
So that's why
When you feel down
Or sick
Or angry
Or just plain wrong
I often don't feel enough
That is because I always wish I could help
Even when I know you are fine on your own
(You are too strong to be otherwise)
I often wonder if I'm worthy of you
If I'm not boring or annoying or plain
I usually struggle to help you,
And you make me feel better so easily
(it's impressive honestly)
Enough with self pity though
Because if you have given me something,
That something is hope.
So it's alright if sometimes I feel inadecuate
Because I also feel you appreciate me anyways
It's alright if I can't always help
Because I also know you are stronger than most
It's alright if I'm not perfect
Because I know you know
And I hope you know I try very hard
And I just hope my love is enough.
May 31, 2019
May 31, 2019 at 5:59 PM UTC
It's hard to think of me
As an optimistic guy
When I'm always worrying
About everything's that's bad
The truth is I'm not positive
It's just not how I think
It's easier to focus
On all that I fear
I jump from worry to worry
From sadness to nightmares
And let's not forget
Problems that aren't there
Yes, I'm not an optimist
And I never will be
...
But I'm a dreamer
And I always will be
While I fear a lot of things
I've learned to be brave
I'm always fighting
So my dreams I can save
Every other day I'll fall
Into sadness and strife
But hope is inside me
And it brings me to life
I get up every time
Again and again
Through countless battles
Success I will gain
So to you I say
Make your dreams catch aflame
Even if they turn to embers
With a little hope
They can burn all the same
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 10:47 AM UTC
Last night we talked
About legends of old,
About space and our future,
And whatever it holds.
You knew exactly
What you wanted to do,
And I was scared to death
It wouldn't come true.
I'll admit I got nervous
about you and me,
our future is uncertain
and I wanted to flee
But you held me tight
My soul you secured
After a hug and some words
I was suddenly sure
Yes, the future is scary
I don't know what will unfold
But we'll face it together
Whatever it holds.
Jan 24, 2019
Jan 24, 2019 at 11:53 AM UTC
Red
Your cheeks
Your lips
Your passion
Your heart
Hot
Your body
Your breath
Your temper
Your spirit
Blue
Your shoes
Your nails
Your days
Your feelings
Cold
Your nose
Your hands
Your stare
Your tears
...
Warm
Your smile
Your laugh
Your words
Your soul
...
Perfect
You.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 3:00 PM UTC
Today I am drowning
In a sea of thoughts
An ocean of 'If only's
That last night have brought
I wish you were here
Lying right by my side
But I know that's impossible
For with my sleep you die
Your beauty is unmatched
Your voice, music I hear
Your perfection is fitting
As it's wholly unreal
That's why at night
I always want to scream
Because I'll see you
But in the end...
You're just a dream.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 12:05 PM UTC
As I sat by the edge
And stared down in wonder
I felt a hand upon my shoulder
A cold and familiar sight
It was Death, again by my side
She looked at me as always
With her usual smile
Even though, it had been a while
I took her hand in mine
For what felt like the hundredth time
She then asked of me,
"What is it now, my dear?
Is there something new you fear?"
A chuckle from my lips fell,
"Oh love, you know me so well"
She softly leaned against me
And lightly hummed in thought,
"I do, we used to talk a lot"
I remembered all my strife,
"Yes, before I got busy with life"
I saw her frown a bit
"I still think of you often"
At that her features softened,
"I know you do", she said
That she was glad went unsaid
She looked at me sweetly,
"I'm a patient woman"
And I was just a man,
I wouldn't live forever
"One day, we'll finally be together".
We smiled,
Both with love.
And me,
With hope.
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 10:58 AM UTC