Chicago Illinois Im a little crazy in case you couldnt tell
Im a lovable soul.. but that might be a hard sell
All poems are written by me unless I say otherwise
And don't steal me stuff because
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Now, I'm not much of a visual artist I'm more of a wordsmith But You're a marvel to visualize Like eggs made right you're easy on the eyes From the top of your head to the tips of your toes I can't help myself, something about you caught my eye Like Salvador Dali you've become a persistent memory Or like Van Gogh, on a starry night You make my eyes swirl up and down and all around Beholding you in every kind of light Iconic like the Mona Lisa, you could guide your own renaissance...
Oh spring Can you return please? I miss the sun gently kissing my skin Walking barefoot on grass, no cares given. The breeze gently tickling my hair The water near my home, I miss swimming there. I desperately crave those long nights and friends with which time spent Adds up to memories to take with us at the end of our days Oh spring, can you come back again?
I've been adrift before On memories and happiness On sunshine and rain Falling from my face But now im on a bit of a new drift On one of misplaced trust I guess
I've got a story to tell I'm not very good at this sorta thing, but **** I'll give it the college try so if it *****, oh well.
Allow me to tell you a story about my pathetic love life I met a girl that seemed too good to be true Had quite a bit in common and scratched those itches What is this, odd thing im feeling Who knows it's probably nothing Anyway we talked very frequently and grew close At least to the point where we felt comfy sharing intimate thoughts competently
After a little while I wanted to ask her out Only to find out, on valentine's day no less That's shes taken ****... another story going behind these drinks
You can tell a lot about someone By the music they listen to I haven't listened to a love song in quite a bit Of time. Not because I don't like them, I like to think I'm not that cynical But I guess taking some punches to the gut from love made me rethink my playlists Constantly hitting skip Until just now Cause it's when you're down that you truly understand lyrics
What can you do When you can't give someone a third of what they deserve? Where can you find some more happiness to fill their eyes? Why does this seem to happen to me all the time? I meet someone amazing and yet I still feel like I'm not worth anyone's time?
But enough with the self deprecation For once my heart and head are United, unlike the nations But this sensation, this feeling won't go away like pain without aspirin or julie Andrew's in a shop for sashes
What can you do? Leave it all on the table and hope they grab it