Too sentimental
Too much thought

Two hearts

To love eachother

Like I'm mental
Like how I obsess over that t-shirt I bought

Painted together like fine arts

I'll water it and let it grow, and I'll water you with kisses that smother.

I could equate the stars to you
but that wouldn't be accurate
The stars are millions of miles away
and you're right here
and I prefer it that way

the stars go down at night
but you're still there in the morning

well, they never leave
but some times I can't see them
like your heart
I can't see it
but I know it's there
beating
doing its job

but the thing you and the stars have in common
natural beauty
and
pure wonder

I highly dislike the word love but not the concept
Because hearing others say I love you makes me feel inept
And when some one doesn't say it back it feels like a theft
and after the echo fades what's left?
Was saying it right?
It should be seen not heard since it shines so bright
or felt like a wave of the ocean
since it's just as strong
as any stupid l word song
Stronger actually
At least eventually
since over time it grows
and rollercoasters through highs and lows
While the word stays the same.
Who's to blame?
Whatever self proclaimed linguist smithed the word should be stripped of his name
because it's some thing you feel not some thing you hear
and saying it produces more fear
So just show me my dear.

I love your appearance
and I'll never change that stance
seeing your smile makes me want to get up and dance
And I can't even tell you how your laugh makes me feel
You have the personality and looks too good to be real
like you have the best deal
but you're not cheap
and your frown would make me want to weep
or jump off a cliff that's steep
onto concrete
because no one else's smile can compete
and your hair makes me keenly aware
of how it's unfair to anyone else to compare
You win, since there is no comparison
like just breathing the same airs a sin
It'll make my day just to see your grin
(I have to mention you're not too fat or too thin)
Every feature looks great down to the shin
Take pride
and let me confide
that you're bonafide gorgeous
And I wasn't prepared for this.
But I'll let it happen
and study this picture like a map then

Falling asleep at my keyboard
Writing another message to you
Wondering if I'm wasting my words with every keystroke
By trying to explain how I feel
Hope for mutuality

I fell asleep at the keyboard
Writing another message to you
My head hit the keys when I fell
It typed out a better explanation of my feelings for you

The longest marriage ended on day 33,227
that's 91 years and 12 days in "Heaven"
But I think we could last longer
but love is a twisted story so I might have never been wronger
like Mary Shelly if I die silk wrap my heart
because we're like art
How come every great romance ends in tragedy?
like Romeo & Juliet I'll wait beneath your balcony
like Augustus & Hazel
I'll love you even as an angel
because love is fatal
like John & Yoko
I'll smile in every photo
like Kurt & Courtney
I'll sing for thee
like me & you
we're always down and blue
but you keep my skin white
not red
just because we wake up in the same bed
even if we're not wed
I don't care
but you can bet your *** people will stare
when I prove I'm still there
on day 33,228 gasping for air.

I'll write you a sonnet poem
because I value you like platinum
or chrome
I'd even let you be my future child's mum
or just my lover
Whatever you want
I'll be your shelter and cover
or something just to flaunt
just hold me close
or at least think of me the same
because for you I'd overdose
and I smile at the mention of your name

well I hope you stay awhile
because if my mind was a computer, I wouldn't be able to delete your file