you say i dont write
anymore. youre right.
so here's a little something
about how i cant think of anything
except the uncontrollable
beating of my highly unstable
heart that races unabashedly
every single time i see
you turn back to look.
read me like an open book.
i cant help but stare.
when you catch me unaware
I'm blushing like you didnt notice
the lovesick and utterly hopeless
romantic you dont know me to be.
its a fairytale I want, this fantasy.
I'm obsessed fairly possessed
wishing youre maybe impressed
and realize I'm the special someone
you've been looking for since day 1
i can only write love poetry these days
i dont fully comprehend this phase
yet ; utter perplexity. do you realize
I'm drowning within your ocean eyes?
do you too feel this way when you find
me aching to know whats on your mind?
whats taking you so long why cant you believe
that my darling we were always meant to be.

The shadows follow me,
everywhere I go,
into every void of unknown,
and through all the battles,
they'll follow.

She was special,
she said she loved me but she had to go,
she said she loved me and I should know,
but if she loved me...
why'd she let me go?...

The flower flows in the wind,
it is a pretty flower,
a beautiful daisy,
the bees are buzzing,
it's a nice sunny day.

But then a little girl,
tries to take that away,
she picks up the flower,
rips it right out of the ground.

This flower starts to slowly die,
just because of girl's interaction,
and all the flower can do,
is loose its attraction.

What am I supposed to do,
when I can't have you,
this night is too long,
I can't see you now,
I've got to stay strong,
Stronger than you,
It could make me blue,
but it is worth a try,
because you were naughty,
whilst I was nice.

I'm biting my lips,
looking at the sky,
thinking about you,
all the time,
It won't stop,
these feelings inside,
failing my tests,
getting nothing right.