You see, what scares me isn't falling in love,
it's falling out.
The many reasons you fell love in her,
will be the exact ones why you stopped.

Her stubbornness that was once so exhilarating,
now only frustrates you.

Her kindness that was once so lovely,
now only makes you jealous.

Her way of knowing how you feel that was once so right,
now only annoys you.

Her relaxed attitude that was once so frank,
now only makes you detest her for being lazy.

Her bright eyes that was once so exuberant,
now only makes you shield your eyes.

Her loyalty that was once so persistent,
now only infuriates you.

Her quirks and habits that made you crash and fall,
now only embarrasses you.



So don't fall in love,
because its only temporary.
You'll fall out of love,
after a while.
Not now, not later,
but you will
eventually,
because nobody
stays
in
love.

This poem is a tribute to you,
even after everything you've put me through.
You've opened my eyes and built my heart,
and blinded me with a love that tore everything apart.

This poem is a tribute to us,
you and I, we soared above.
However, soon, after we landed,
you blew me a kiss and left me stranded.

This poem is a tribute to everything that went wrong,
your eyes were a dream and your laugh was a song.
A song so loud it drowned my cries,
a dream, no a nightmare, full of secrets and lies.

This poem is the tribute to our lovely nights,
not next to each other, but never out of sight.
I was a princess, and you were my prince,
you were all I could think about ever since.

This poem is a tribute to the way you made me feel,
you know, my heart was never yours to steal.
But once it was stolen, I knew it was hopeless,
you drove me insane, and I lost my focus.

You made me laugh, you made me cry,
you made me never want to say goodbye,
you made me feel beautiful, and wanted and needed,
you made me feel crazy, content and completed.

Yes I know, I made you sound simply divine,
but the truth is,  you never could make up your mind.
Hot one second & cold the next,
of all the puzzles I've solved, you were the most complex.

But most importantly,

This poem is a tribute to me
with my head in the clouds, but the ground beneath my feet.
No longer a princess, but not yet a warrior,
just a ******* a crusade to be a little stronger.