Sometimes I wonder why am I so in love with you,
You're not like the other guys, you don't make time for me.

You often make me lose my sanity, and I go real mad,
And that makes me wonder, what do I see in you.

You're so different, something so foreign and fragile,
A little push our relationship is on a danger line again.

And you just make me wonder and wonder, what do I see in you,
It isn't your pouty face I've fallen for, nor is it your charming looks.

You make me go numb with just how you lock our eyes together,
The way you can just control me without a single touch.

You're my weakness and that's for sure, no lying,
But do you feel the same way, that's the question.

You agitate and irritate me so much, I guess it's love,
You're not a keeper, but you're my keeper.

I want my words to be beautiful.
Beautiful like yours.
I want to see ordinary things,
Find the magic in them,
And put the magic on a page, for everyone to understand.

I want to have a way with words.
I want every poem of mine
To become a masterpiece.
Just like yours.

I am not broken.

But you are.

You see the world through pain,
And pain makes the colors brighter.
It makes the value of feelings
Climb higher.

Sometimes I wonder
If I should be broken like you
If I want my words to resonate
Like yours.

Sometimes I wonder,
If it will be truly worth it
In the end.

I wonder what it will be like,
To cut myself up to pour out the beauty inside me.

Just like you.

I imagine that you
Raise the blade
Slice your feelings open
And write your masterpiece
In red.