I guess they love you
Because all the poems I’ve written are
About you

I guess they love you
Because every single love song I hear
Describes  you

I guess they love you
Because In every passing face
I see you

I guess they love you
And I’m not quite sure if all the writers and poets fell in love before
With you

I let you go.
Not because I do not love you
in that I do.

What you feel is what you get
But what I feel I’ll soon regret
I can’t run from what hurts
I’ll embrace it
I won’t go berserk
Everyday my emotions change
Some days are good
Some days are strange
Either way I remain the same
I go back to what hurts most
Can’t be blamed
It makes me overdose
With time I shake it off
Too feel better is what I’ll want
Sooner or later I’ll feel at peace
Will it last
I’ll hope too keep
There’s no doubt to what I feel
What I want
I believe to be real