A man is not a man without a heart 

but a shell, wherein loneliness rips apart 

every morsel of truth, infecting with lies 

bitterness and longing buzzing about like flies 


there was a time a few years back where I could not see past the wall

a mental structure I built to crawl away from all

I grew cold, I grew callous, I did not care 

at the corpse in the mirror at which I stared 


the days were black and the hours mundane 

with each setting sun my lust for life waned 

I was broken, devoid of strength, seemingly through 

then everything changed the second I met you 


you know I care not for expressing feelings or emotion 

or should I say, expressing is something which I struggle 

but our stupid jokes, the little quips and kisses 

are something I've so long been missing


you're perfect to me, and that's the truth 

and I just wanted to say I love you