I cannot love you
You, a poet like me
For I fear your poetry
As much as I fear mine

Words will flow inevitably
The current is impossible to defy
The current we shall not defy
Because we live to write and we write to live

Time will be spent not through creating memories
But by attempts to create impeccable metaphors
And instead of holding each other's hand
We'd be gripping pens for dear life

There would be smiles and laughter
But more of screams and groans
Out of frustration, of exasperation
We live to write and we write to live

I foresee a competition, commencing unannounced
After making love, we shall draw our swords out
Joined by passionate fire, now we shall turn away
And  make each other bleed each other's name

Your eyes are the moon illuminating my night
My smile is a hundred suns on your vast sky
Our love shall be immortalized in words
But our hearts shall be left in ruins

For your scarlet wildfires will contest my sky blue ice
And my apathetic ice will envelop your vivacious seas
Your enraged seas will swallow my tranquil lands
And my ambitious lands will reach your unreachable skies

We will spew verses and scribble stanzas some more
Crumple countless papers and waste bottles of ink
Our grandiloquence is what brought us together
But our different styles would escort us to the end

We are poets, we do what poets do best
Poets may love but poets are made to write
We live to write and we write to live
We shall not live for each other and let each other live

if he kisses you and it doesn't feel like his love is penetrating your veins through your mouth, if he kisses you and you feel like you owe him something more, if he kisses you and it feels like his tongue is searching for a "yes" in the back of your throat, if he kisses you and you don't feel like it is a direct pouring out of his love for you from his mouth to yours, if he kisses you and time doesn't stop, if he kisses you and the room doesn't spin, if he kisses you and you're not floating, if he kisses you and his lips aren't the only thing keeping you grounded, if he kisses you and he doesn't need both hands to steady himself, both hands to keep his grip on your beautiful face so he doesn't get lost in you then darling, he is not for you.
if he kisses you and it doesn't feel like he loves you, then darling, i am sorry, but he is not the one for you.

was it real or was it all in my head
I believed every word you ever said to me
I embraced every warm touch you've ever laid on my body
I kept falling without knowing what I was getting myself into.
I was the one who lost her innocence to a boy who only acted like a man
In the end of it I was the one who looked like a fool
I thought if I gave up my innocences it would keep you around but in the end that's all you ever wanted.
you didn't love me you just steal girls innocence and break their hearts

The summer nights with you were like heaven  hot and steamy
The walks in the fall with you were a reminder that nothing stays alive at one point the love dies.
The white snow reminded me of purity that once I had before I met you.
The one thing  that was taking away when you walked out on me.
The spring reminds me that there's always a way to bring yourself back to life after a heartbreak

You're the one person I'm willing to fight with and for
One person who I'm willing to listen to bicker at me because I didn't do something right
One person I'm willing to stay up and talk about the future
One person I'm willing to stand up for
One person I'm willing To share a meal with
One person I'm willing to love without limits  
One person who would take a beating for
I'm the one person who will love you for you and never take you for granted

How can a heart feel so much emotion so much feeling when it's just a heart
How can lungs feel as if there's not enough air to breath
How can a stomach have a feeling of dropping when that's not their function
How can a person make another human being feel everything so deeply without even trying