There is a beauty
In saying things, simply.

i can't help it,
everyday,
whatever I do,
we grow older.

i'd love to grow old with you,
but I'm not ready to give up my youth.

heavenly thoughts in you,
nostalgic thoughts untrue:
take me back to when
bike rides and ice cream ruled my land.

steak on the grill, corn on the cob,
fed my summer trance.

take me back to when
a simple sunset caught my glance.

The difference between me and most guys is:

I won’t drink that ****** *****,
I won’t smoke all your ****
I won’t take you home after a party
I won’t ignore you when speak

That’s probably why you never noticed me.
That’s probably why I seem pretty sweet.
(When I'm next to her.)

Sometimes my best poems
Are better left unsaid,
Forgotten in my memory
For the rest of you
To read in me.

She asks me if I love her
Then she asks me if I really do
She asks me why I love her
Then asks me if I think I should

She asks me if if it's worth it,
Then ask me if if my answer is sure,
She asks me why I'm leaving
And I say my answer was the door.

I've never felt lonely
So long as music has been playing
Until I went outside, and smoked alone
To come home and heard it playing
With singing along, no answer at your door.

I loved someone,
Once before.

And that's why I'm so terrified to try again.