I pray that you were sober When you told me to come over Because the way you held my hand wasnt right, And when you kissed me on the cheek It sent chills down my spine, so discreect For once in two months you didnt fight.
I pray it wasnt a lie When you looked me in the eye Because you blurted it out of the blue I can only hope that you meant it And if you didnt, you shouldnt have said it I love you.
I havent written a poem that actually has a rhyme scheme in a while, and this kind of just came to mind one line at a time.