I fell into you
and you fell out of me
But somehow,
We always make it back to each other
Like we're each other's missing piece
We always do

I would like to write a love poem
Just for you
I would like to write a love song
To sing to you

But right now I'm longing
For someone to be here
And it's odd because, until now,
It was you I wanted to be near
You didn't feel the same
And, that, you made quite clear
You pushed me away
Now, in me, you evoke fear

But I would like to write a love poem
Just for you
I would like to write a love song
To sing to you

You exposed me to your art
And I'll admit it was handsome
Obviously, you stole my heart
But it felt like you held it for ransom
Admittedly, it was my fault in part
That hook just might be our anthem
I think I let it go too far
Now, I may only be part of your fandom

But I want to write a love poem
Maybe not for you
And I want to write a love song
Though I won't sing to you

You see, I've found somebody new
And they're almost as musical
They don't make me sing the blues
And, yes, I'm almost as comfortable
See, I found somebody new
And they're just as whimsical
But he doesn't remind me of you
And, to me, that's basically magical

So, if I decide to write a love poem
It won't be for you
And if I decide to write a love song
I won't sing to you

But every time I write a love poem
I'll think of you
And if I ever write a love song
*It'll be for you

So here's a prayer for every wish I wasted on you
For every star I forced to fall in hopes that dreams do come true
I'll beg for their forgiveness, but I won't beg for you.

"Laughter is the best medicine."
That must be true
I wouldn't believe it
Had I never met you

Your smile was enchanting
A brightness to rival that of the North Star
A single smirk could warm my heart
Sadly, so estranged, we now are

I'd love to deny I developed feelings
And my expressions are elementary
But your words gave things new meanings
And I know this is rudimentary

You were, to me, simply poetry
You made me melt, then fall apart
I can't deny, you took my breath away
Your presence, I can only call art

Free as an Autumn leaf
You moved as the wind blew
For me, if only momentarily
And with the breeze, away you flew

She was beauty
Sweet to taste

She was faulty
Made in haste

She was lovely
Bound in disgrace

Her creator was not kind
Her creator was wise
Her creator was not kind

She was beauty
Pale porcelain face

She was faulty
Cracked in her case

*She was lovely