I may be a semi cold girl
But my heart is warm as ever

She, her,
Triggering a cascade
Of suicidal thoughts.
I am not enough.

There are people who can sing

and

There are people who sing

There are people who can rap

and

There are people who rap

There are people who can dance

and

there are people who dance

There are people who can write

and

there are people who write


The difference is that with ones who 'can' are
usually the ones you bob your head
to as well as acknowledge.

But with the ones who just do what they do?
There are the ones who touch your soul.

I live here within the lives that do not belong to me.
Here is where I turn a page and find all your mysteries.
You share with us your poetry;
We raft on treasured wordy seas.

I speak with water,
Because I'd seen it so.
I'm soaking wet with wonderment,
Caught up in rhythmic flow.

We profess our admiration,
We counsel our critique,
We remember the lines you crafted,
As we get ourselves through the week.

Please, give us your inspiration;
We strive on borrowed phrases.
Please, continue writing.
We leave you with our praises.

I used to dream of someone like you
To hold me tight and see me through
To love my eyes and love my smile
And when I'm scared stay with me a while
But now I've got you I don’t know what to do
It's amazing this feeling I have for you
When I look at you my heart melts to the floor
Everyday I love you more and more
When life gets me down your always there
A good heart like yours is very rare
You’re my world you’re my universe my star
I would never change a thing that you are
All my worries and problems disappear
When you hold me in your arms I have no fear
The only fear I have that’s true
Is living my life without someone like you