Why do i spend all my time thinking about you?
Making these stupid poems about you,
Dreaming pointless dreams about you.
Searching the stars for you,
When you are just on the ground, normal, unchanging.

You are unchanging, just like every vacant human being on this earth,
But somehow, your demeanor, your voice changes me.
Somehow. somehow, your skin, your light and your dark, changes me.
For better or worse, who knows, but in me, you give birth
To new ideas and a new meaning.
To new dilemmas in my dreaming.

Twist ending, never saw it coming,
You leave me, but you are stunning.
I can't take my eyes off your beauty,
The never-ending story.

So I sit in my room brooding,
Looking for answers; time consuming.
Homework: never done
My mind keeps a'wandering.
Forever lost in my pondering.