The way I feel about you, love doesn't even come close.
Your my best friend, the one I look forward telling everything to.
Your my light when I get lost in my own head and it seems like a dark twisted tunnel.
You cheer me up on the rainy days and let me know there are plenty of sunny ones to come.
You have let me understand what love is.

I not only look forward to dating you, but I see a future, and I'm not going anywhere.
I look forward to the proposal, the planning all of it up to the wedding.
I look forward to the fights, screaming kids, being parents and growing old with you.

Till' death doesn't apply to us, beautiful your who I want to spend eternity with. Your who I want to carry out every dream, hope, and prayer with.

Your it, your what iv been writing about for two years straight, the hardships, the pain, everything because everyone else just didn't make my cut.
Your who I have lovedone in past life times and many more to come. I'll always find you and fall right back in love again and again....

I hope she knows I suffered through alot of heart break.
I hope she knows I cried during the day thinking about it, laying awake at night restless over it.
I hope she knows I gave away my happiness for her.

          She was worth it.

Every heart ache... worth it.
Every late night.... worth it.
Every tear shed.... worth it.
Every lost smile... worth it.

     I earned every moment with her now.

My insecurities is an infinite wall that will keep us separated.

Iv come to conclusions,
1. She won't ever want me the same way I want her

2. If that's the case I'm wasting my time.

No out come that iv thought of has yet to bring you closer tof me. No matter what I do.

Iv never been one to give up especially since

Your the reason why I can't wait for tomorrow.

He made love to her,
Passionate love.
Lust was endless,
Love was infinite and renewable.
All fear, all stress and heart ache left their bodies briefly.
The sweat from their love fell on each other like tear drops.
This kind of passionate love comes from ones soul, a pure and truly beautiful passion....

He didn't come from money or a loving home...
He didn't have a nice car or a big house...
He didn't even have a job to be proud of...
            But she loved him anyway.

He remembered her favorite things and spent time with her.
He made her laugh and smile with ease.
He let her be wild and goofy bc she was happy.
            This is why she loved him.

He wasn't classicly handsome...
He wasn't too smart or athletic...
He wasn't even that great in the bedroom.
      But she loved the way he treated her.

He wonders where he went wrong so many times.
Thinks about it when she's away...
His old jokes don't work, she has new favorite things, and she's more mature now.

She left him behind much like a old toy when you become too busy with such things.
He waits for her to notice him again..
But with no money, no family, no good looks or nice things... what would she even come back to?

I write this poem just for you
With all these feelings what could I do
A tomb of words that stack like that
Surrounding things seep though the cracks
Words hard as brick to build my tower
Piece by piece hour by hour.

Basicly I'm saying I'm making my grave
If I stick around you, there's no way I'll behave.
My words are all I have left to display my affection
Once you listen you come quick with correction

I lay here dying in my tomb
Your lurking silhouette still lingers in my room
Casting your shadow for me to see
Your presence haunts me in my dreams

Flew to close to the sky.
Yet again her rejection will never die.

Like the clash, should I stay or should I go?
Her guessing may not be worth it, ya know?

Two weeks and your gone like that,
Two weeks your feeling went splat.

One day is not enough to make a decision,
Nothing left now but division..

Separate ways from here on out.
Feelings rage, makes me shout.

This is where I end things.

My insecurities are like rain drops in a storm.
Little pieces of of random sharp pains that's together are troublesome, but I endure it for you.

The pain and stress of getting close to you builds up all the reasons why iv never been good enough for anyone before, before you.

I want to show you and tell you all the affection. I have, but I wait. For if I do tell, you will have all the power over me, and for one person to have all that power over someone is dangerous.

Love is an abyss filled with fire.
Ever growing, bright yet destructive.
Hope with equal amounts of loss.

She's a wild fire.
Can't be stopped.
Free and forever wild.
Bright yet frightening.
Conquers anything she touches.

I was drawn to her like a moth.
You want to tame her
But you take away what you love the most about her if you do..

It's been 543 days since you and i.
That measurement of time should be enough to forget how you feel about someone.

This is how I know time is irrelevant when it comes to love.

You were my sun, my whole world revolved around you, and you were my light in the darkest times of my life.

It's been five hundred and forty three days that you would have been the center of my universe.

Tomorrow will be another day without you.
And I'm always gonna love you till the end of my days, and beyond...

It kinda feels like nothing after awhile, rejection.
It's much like being a Detroit Lions fan, always starts with a radiant amount of hope, only to end with sure disappointment.
They say, "put your self out there and someone will come along and take all the pain away..."
To them, my responce is "We all have pain, how is anyone gonna make you feel better if they, themselves can't?

Have too many feelings but never anyone or place to put them in.

Sacrifice a day for plans with people who always seem to let you down or bail on you.

Accept the hurt and live in it.

Become over joyed and too hopeful too easy.

Lay awake to wonder and ponder love and life, restless legs never allow me to rest easy.

My vague understanding of relationships and women have put my heart in a bind. It seems that my head and my heart can never get on the same page, let alone what my ***** has to think. It's frustrating to find someone and the timing just isn't right, whether it's on your behalf or theirs. The things you could be missing out on or what they could be missing, so you play it safe, so you can do the things that you want to do, be free. In all reality you're missing out on the one true thing that matters, finding each other...

Im a ****** with an addiction and its you.
I was sober 2 months 13 days and 11 hours, till you texted. I thought I could take one little night off and be with you for an hour.  I remember why I quit you in the first place, your everything iv ever wanted.

Im selfless when im with you, there is no king and queen with a happy ever after. There is just you with me as your servant. You know my weakness is my heart, much like achilles with his heel. I must start the process all over again because I havent learned to say no to you yet... If only rehab was made for all drugs and vices because I can't quit you babe.

I'm looking for that fresh start. I deleted her number the other day, among others. It was the final step in getting over you. I'm proud of myself and the changes iv done.

You never gave me the chance after a whole year. Well I'm glad you moved on and have him by you're side, but iv I must walk this path alone, know that you no longer drag me down.

Read more.** Reading has expanded my mind to new heights and opened doors in conversation topics beyond anything you can see on television.
Meditation. has helped me see my goals clearly with distractions of everyday life.
NO FEAR fear has always been a concept of my own mind, nothing on the outside has made me this way, Once I took away small things I was afraid of I could grow out of my shell.
love yourself you are the only there will ever be. Once you realize that you are special, it will be easy to find great minded people like yourself.

I know why you tease me with all these beautiful and amazing women. you need to motivate me, You know I will toss away my dreams and imagination, to have love in my life. you know ill resent myself, and the one I fell in love with. ill always chose love because even when I think she will build me up im too lazy to do it. This is why you dangle the forbidden fruit in front of me, so hopefully one day I will build the ladder to get what I want.

If I loved you, the day I saw you, in that moment, you were going to be the center of my happiness, would you ignore me? Shut me out for feeling too passionate about a moment? Or could you learn to love me as I do you?

How about If i tell you, I no longer could hold grudges or speak ill, because you have taught me life it too short, and iv lived too long without love to burden myself with such pain.

I dont look at your beauty. when I said I loved you the moment I saw you, it wasn't about seeing beauty, it was about seeing right though you. It was seeing my life with you in 30 seconds flash to 30 years. Ups, downs, fights, children, and learning more about you each and everyday. That look for 30 seconds told me everything I needed to know in a person, trust.

There are times I often dream about her blue eyes and blonde hair, in the kitchen with her dad as she looks at me with such a pretty smile.

Faded are these memories I hold close. I hope there are days she dreams the same. On the other hand, if it hurts her to think about these things as much as it hurts me..

Id rather spare her pain.

I picked her out of a crowd full of beautiful flowers, but I picked her.

She was perfect for me, till the day I thought I needed more, wanted more.

Id look at other pretty flowers, even picked a few, but none still matched the beauty, and playful pedal dance as my wildflower.

Now that iv set her down she has found another's eyes to take in all her beauty...

This is what you get when you think the flowers are better on the other side of the fence.

Im sorry it's too late to apologize my wildflower, lilly.

Her name screams in the light breeze, flows cold around me, stabing at my nerves as I drown out the noise.

I still feel her. her pain, my pain, as it echos through my head, send shivers and heart ache racing down and up my body.

It never leaves, just grows more tolerable as time passes. New women come and yet I still feel alone.

Maybe this is my Odyssey, a soul breaking tale of star stuck lover chasing an elusive abyss of what we call "love at first sight".

I guess I havent found what women want yet, because its certainly not..

Being there for them.

Telling them how pretty or beautiful they look.

Caring for them.

Go out of your way to do things for them.

Enjoy talking to them about anything.

....and above all, it's not being nice at all...

I think she is perfect, because in my mind it says so, it says follow her because she will take you places. She will make your wildest dreams come true and experience life, so go, follow her till you cant no longer.

But, if she wont let me do these things and follow she will be lost in this abyss.

I dont wanna be 30 and still be tryin to "hang" at the bar. I wanna be at home with my family.

I want to come home from a rough day at work and see my beautiful wife look at me with a sigh of relief because she generally missed me not using me as a relief from the kids.

I want the best part of my day, to be waking up to her smile and wish me a good morning, and seeing her at the end of a hard work day assuring me everything will be ok.

I want a romance with love and passion not a one night fling

When he dies, so will joy.
So will pain
So will any sort of feeling other then bitterness.

He's my life, the one person I love more then myself.

He is life, love and joy everyday to me.
When he passes so will I.

I will be a walking zombie. Free from any emotion, any life.

One thing I'll say to him when he passes is, "I sure will miss you dad, I love you more then air".

People are *******
Love is *******
Finding people to hangout with is *******.

Everyones busy with Netflix is *******
Being bored on a beautiful day is *******
Life now a days is complete *******.

He arrives in a tattered torn wardrobe
Scraped, scared, and beaten.

Still standing, looking death in the eye.

He does it for love.

Swaying side to side like a pendulum, with his head held high.

Death with his blank stare stands motionless at the man in front of him.

The dark knight rises out of the rings of hell to save his dear beloved.

after the dance with the pale raider

The dark knight's beloved see's a new knight off in the distance, radiant and shiny without a scratch on him.

As the dark knight falls to his knees after countless battles to save his true love, he looks up to find her in the arms of another.

He knows Love lost is better then none, but he is far too tired to care much longer.

Broken physically, and emotionally he lets his beloved go, stands up with his head held high and walks into the distance at a shambling speed right pass the two new found lovers.

One day he will meet a love that will go to hell and back for him much like he did for his last love.

**Until then, the dark knight he will remain

Like a broken dish, I long to be whole again, although iv been put back together, I'll never feel the same.
Much like a dish with a crack or chip in it I am still functional, but to others eyes im past over with one glance second to something brand new. I feel like iv been tossed aside, given to a second hand store, waiting for the one person to be drawn to my cracks, dings and chips and appreciate my beauty, until then ill wait here patiently.

I am a fool, so foolish, so trapped in love.
What is love? Tolerating someone whose good looking more then anyone else?

Im I'm trapped.
Trapped in a game with myself, losing and winning it makes no sense.

A fool to believe she was reading this whole time, to think she would come back, to think that maybe even if it was deep down inside she thought about me once in awhile.

Foolish self hatred and melancholy reactions to every scenario. Trapped in a hopeful lustful tasteless romantic comedy about love. A tragedy about star crossed lovers that doesn't end in a happy ending. She gets him and you get a 1st class seat to watch your love live life with someone else.

Hands shaking, trembling on my screen. Thoughts sporadic jumping to emotions left and right. heart stressful heavy and pumping fast. This is what love is when its gone bad, jealousy.

We both were hurting.
We both made mistakes out of anger to get the others attention.
We both fell apart.

Im happy most days now, although you still are in my head every waking minute and every unconscious second.

You were confident and I had to have it.
You are enjoyable just to be around.
Im starting to want you in my life just a little bit then not at all.

I miss you and me, us.

The feeling I get looking at the moon on a quite night, reminds me of you.
Something about star gazing and hoping to see a shooting star to change it all.

Feel the gentle wind kiss my face like you would in the morning.

The sparkling night sky light up with all the vibrant stars remind me of the looks you would give with those innocent eyes.

Sitting with you in our spot on top of the world as if death was in our control, our finger tips.

Many times I think of going back there in hopes to see you, I stay away of course.

Looking to the sky for answers,
Vast and ever growing, constantly changing around us with out us ever noticing, too busy looking down at our phones or around us trying to bump into the next ****, rush, or release to escape our ignorance.
Here it is always watching, innocent and waiting to have the attention it deserves such as I seek attention from you.

I hope he is not like me, that he understands how much you are.
The gravity you have on a relationship is so amazing, maybe because it reflects on the person you are.
He better make you happy, not laugh, or have good days, but if happiness was a currency he would make you wealthy.

He better never, miss treat you, because I'll have something to say if I ever find out. I hope he understands the love and caring you bring to the table, and it's not something to take for granted. I hope he knows that your smile takes away bad days, the way your so positive helps with the stressful days.

I hope most of all that he knows your a beautiful girl with insecurities and he has to be patient with you, your body will never live up to your expectations and thats ok, your an unstoppable force that will never stop doing the right thing, geting better for your self, and showing the one you chose to love, what love actually feels like.

So to you my friend, although the girl you have around your arm is the love of my life, shes happy with you. It's taken me along time to come to terms with that, take care of her shes a broken dish, but shes put back together with melted gold. Which means, although at one time she was perfect and brand new, her mistakes have made her way more attractive to the right person who can take her flaws and all.

Circling through this cavity I call a cranium
Cycling this radioactive water like uranium.

Splash a bit of color on this canvas called life.
Watch it jump out at you like bumps in the night.

Rattling fragment sentences with no complete thoughts.
Franticly thinking stupid, stuttering, ramblings, till I see dots.

Visions come quickly to my sanity bouncing back from reality.

Grasping onto my love for this one girl, is driving my life down in this porcelain swirl.

Sit back, relax, and drink this karma.

Her lips were so bitter sweet, dana could have made my heart skip a beat.

Fall asleep eyes, all night you have fought,
Keep your hostel mind at ease, hello deep thoughts....