You asked me why I like you
But I didn’t want to tell
Some of my reasons are cheesy...
But here is why I fell

I love the way your lips curve
When I make you smile
It makes me want to pull you close
And kiss you for awhile

I love the way your eyes twinkle
When you talk about things you love
I truely believe
You are a gift from above

I love that you are compassionate
You have such a big heart
That was the first thing I noticed
Right from the start

I love the way it feels
When you hold me tight
I finally feel safe
Like I could sleep through the night

I love that you don’t judge me
For my less than perfect self
That is more attractive
Than any amount of wealth

There are so many more reasons
But I’ll start with just this few
Maybe someday
I’ll give this poem to you

:)

//Dying of a broken heart is your bodies way of saying I give up//

When I said it was love I meant it
But the past came back
It erased the present and future
It rewrote the story
And took credit for it all

Now the past is back
Two different past are back
The one who rewrote the story
And the one who was creating the original story

The one who rewrote the story
Regrets it
They can’t write
They write these words
They took from others

The one who was creating the story
Is gone
They are missing
And nobody is looking for them

Now all the story
Is just a pile of papers
Mixed together
Scribbles
Nonsense

The end of a story

That was never completed

You think that he can keep you safe
All by himself

But he can’t

Help him
Protect him
Stop assuming that men are strong
And never need help

Every single person needs help
Every single person needs love

But love comes with pain

Some can’t keep going with that pain

But if they person they love

Loves them back and supports them

The love can flourish