I'm no long going to have not me as one of my poemS. Because it's not me. Pretty weird right, but it's true. I'm the luckiest man in the world. I have the most amazing girlfriend I'm the world. Along with a really amazing family. I just wish I saw that then. But, I see it now, and I'm not giving anything up. Because, the best me is the me now.
Oh, and bou you we're right I should of came to you. because, you ARE NOT my almost lover. YOU ARE MY ONE, AND ONLY LOVER. MY ONE TRUE LOVE. SO PLEASE WEAR THAT RING I PUT ON YOUR LEFT HAND. ON THE ONLY FINGER WITH A VAIN THAT LEADS TO YOUR HEART. BECAUSE, IT MEANS THAT NOT TODAY BUT SOME DAY I WANT TO MAKE YOU MINE. BUT, AS FOR NOW IT'S MEANING I WANT TO SPEND THE REST OF MY LIFE WITH YOU. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH AND IM NOT GOING TO LET YOU GO.

Out of all the dust, and floating debris,
How did gravity, draw you to me?
Were our atoms made, in the same star?
Is that why I feel you, no matter how far?

It's that force, that binds us together
forever and ever, no matter the weather
We'll stand together, through it all
When the sun rises and the ocean falls
And when the tide comes to wash away
All the things we'd never say
And the names in the sand, in which we made
Encircled by a finger-painted heart,
Two people, not even God could keep apart

I just blame it on the gravity.

A tree, split with an battle-ax, sticks.
Voice of a shrike.