Just know...
He’s had lives & loves before you
Remember that when the bricklayer or the mechanic
Asks for your hand
You’ll receive one flower
Instead of a dozen roses
Picked on his way home
Handwritten notes in your shoes
Instead of Hallmark greetings
Elaborate dinners cooked by him
Where he said he’d clean
Afterwards
But didn’t
Spur of the moment
Road trips
Instead of planned vacations
The opening of windows
For the springtime thunderstorms
Listening to the beat of his heart
While the rain drops
Drip
Drip
I
N
T
O
The drain
He’ll write you with jazz playing
Wine in his bottle
Records in his head
Absorbing you into his world
And if he dies before you
And you bury him
And you mourn over him
Lasting for years
Remember his flower
His notes written just for you
And if you see his ghost
Haunting you
Then the Poet
Has fallen forever for
...You...

You say you want to be with me,
Give me a better life to see.
Then why do you push me away,
Teating me like a bored option for the day.

I fell like I'm a hobby to you,
Just a game to play on through.
Maybe just something on the side,
To boost you ego and pride.

Your in a relationship and committed,
And I still try my best I admit it.
Well i can't help my heart chose to,
So it wont change no matter what you do.

Push and attack,ignore or stab to bleed.
It just hurts but i wont leave.
So here I am,its for you to decide whether,
my heart you will torture or pleasure.

But why am I giving away me,
When you share you with another being?