how many times can i say;
i love you every single day.
youre beautiful in every little way;
and i promise im here to stay.

i love you with all my heart.
nothing can rip us apart.
loving you is like an art;
a skill i have mastered from the start.

my love for you will last past noon.
my love for you wont end soon.
my love for you is like a balloon;
if it tries, it can reach the moon.

how many times can i say;
i love you every single day.

let go
   of all
      you love
         and you wont
             get hurt

food and water
   are a necessity

but love and happiness
   arent

i prefer when
  the lines
     on
        my paper
            become a blur

a lot of things are overrated
     like coffee
         or pumpkin spice

but one thing that isnt
     is
  being nice

kids dont understand
     life
       just yet

but kids
     understand
         love

i like
   to be
      alone

but
   i hate
      to be
         lonely

i like to write in pen
    because pen
       never forgets

a poem
     is like poison

when you read them
     its more like
        being stabbed in the heart
            by a
                sharp,
                    poisonous,
                        knife

i hate when the light
     in my desk lamp goes out

because then
     i no longer can see

and when i cant see
     i feel as if
     the world
     forgets
     about me

i prefer to be cold
    when the world turns hot

but when the world turns cold
  i dont know what i want