If, then?

kaseyfromaz Poems

If I were to become a cynic. Which I'm not saying I am, Nor am I admitting I'm not, It would be because of the way you smile In every direction Until Your eyes meet mine. And do I believe in living? Or science? If so, then tell me why, My life starts with your frown And there's no chemistry to properly and mathematically explain How my heart could possibly skip a beat And my lungs could forget how to work Every time you find yourself Near me. If I were an optimist, Which I'm not saying I am Nor am I admitting I'm not It would be during the times I find myself On my knees praying That you'll walk by me and stop. Speak. Listen. Love. And pray with me. If I were yours, Which I'm not saying I am Nor am I admitting I'm not. I would love you with a love so infinite Unbreakable, fiesty, loud, passionate, and changing That you wouldn't be able to breathe. And if I believed in love, if I felt love was worth the risk, Would you? Do I believe in sacrifice? Do I believe in the weight of the world, Atlas' shoulders, the music in the air? If I did, how could it possibly explain This out of breath, tear stained face I have to carry with me Everywhere I go.