Your smile keeps me up at night Your eyes make mine light up and I get lost in time thinking about you, Where have you been all my life? My homework doesn’t matter in comparison, The essay will be finished later. The poem will end soon I will start the math assignment eventually. But your face is here now And soon it will leave So I stare If even writing Takes a back seat to you Wow... You are the first person I’ve written about like this. I wish you were all of my firsts. Maybe you will be at least one of them... I want to protect you, I never want you to cry again. I know I can’t make that happen But I want to.
Sometimes even writing poetry takes a back seat to my love... I don't know if that's good or bad...