Maybe he will finally understand
Why saying I Love You
Took me five months

His eyes....
He'd see a whirlwind of sheet music and splattered neon paint
His ears.....
He'd understand what I mean when I wish him well
His heart...
Would he let me in?

I really hope you don't
take this as pushing it
But I hope you know
-in a non-weird way-
that you have someone to
turn to when things
get messy

I mean, I'm much more
of a mess than anyone has
the leisure of knowing
but if I can help someone
else clean up theirs
mine doesn't seem
so overpowering

You don't even know who you are
because you're someone
entirely different
to me

You're a montage
of music and life
experience that
echoes my own
in a slightly
scary way

If I met you
In ways contrary
to our previous meeting
I believe that my heart would overdrive
and catapult me into a serious case of
cardiac arrest that only gazing into your eyes
would even have the possibility of being able to cure

Do you know who you are?
Yes you, reading this,
do you have a clue?

Mr. Mystery...
I'm ready for you.

Just because I barely know you
doesn't mean I can escape from your eyes

Haven't you noticed
that I'm not like them?
You're taken
-believe me, I know-
but she's not any different
from those you yourself
despise with your whole being

I feel things
I know how you operate
Messages portrayed through
a screen like this
mean less than spoken word
but what if I
could speak with
the pentameter of
a keyboard....

Your eyes shine brighter
that the bright white light
that emanates from my
electronic book
of wonders
yet I do not understand
how you don't
feel it too

We are both tweaked
a bit lost
and a bit lonely
Need a place
a loving face
and I think for you
I could be
the one