Dear Tristan,

          They see good in you,
          But you know it's not there

Dear Tristan,

          You want to be a hero,              
          But you wouldn't save everyone

Dear Tristan,

          Metallica is your favorite,
          But Poison is your remedy

I’m going to be honest,
I’m not a love poet
But if I was to wake up tomorrow morning
And decide that I really wanted to write about love
I swear that my first poem…
It would be about you

About how I loved you the same way
That I learned to ride a bike:
Scared
But reckless
With no training wheels or elbow pads
So my scars can tell you the story of how I fell for you
~Rudy Francisco

I’m not Rudy Francisco
But every man has his own words

So if I was a love poet
God knows I would still write about you
But I would write about how
That smile of yours might only last a moment
But I'll do everything I can to make it last a lifetime
And then... I will make sure it lasts an eternity

If I was a love poet
I would tell you how
You make all of my days
So I'll make it my duty to make all your tomorrows

I would tell you
That the sun rises each and every morning
Because it wants to see you
Because as bright as the sun is
It is blinded by your light
And you make me want to see
What blindness is really like
So I can look at you for the
Short moment before I lose my sight
Because then
Your image will always be with me

However, If I really cared
I would tell you
You’re better off alone
Than with me
Because I know
I know I’ll hurt you
And I can’t bare the thought of that

I would tell you
I’m not enough
And I never will be
Because enough isn’t in me

If I really cared
I would tell you
Nothing
Because I don’t deserve the chance to speak to you

However to tell you any of this
You would have to be real

Dear Tristan,

          You say your good at math,
          But you apparently can't count

Dear Tristan,

          How is it you constantly tell the truth to others,
          But you always lie to yourself?

Dear Tristan,

          You don't use your strengths,
          But instead you use what you want to be strong

Dear Tristan,

          How can you care for others,
          But not care for yourself?

Dear Tristan,

          You're a coward,  
          But you're too scared to admit it