When I see these thoughts in my mind they dance around like different coloured hues,
The colours are only of one type of shade, of purples and blues,
Coloured a lot like the beatings I’ve taken, the hits often left with a bruise.
Let me be your one and only, your beautiful, paint me in your mind as your muse.
I swear that I’m making my love for you obvious, I lead you with all different kinds of clues,
Yet whenever I do try to explain it to you, it just fizzes out like a dumb fuse.
Why, you just think you’re so classy, as if you’re a scotch on the rocks or any other kind of *****.
But when you talk to me, I forget it all, and even your simplest words make my heart ooze.
No matter what you do, you swoon me over, my heart just sways and woos.
I don’t have to think about thinking when I’m with you, a feeling I don’t want to lose.
Dear, I want to be the only one that you choose.
And I swear until the very last day of existence, you will be the only one my heart pursues.