this is a secret,
can you keep it--
in your pocket, for a rainy day?
for your eyes only,
my dear, lovely,
i hope that's okay.
it takes courage to write this,
and give it to you.
although my identity is still unknown,
this will give you a bit of a clue.
i lack the courage,
and you could have anyone.
i am lanky and gangling,
but you are great.
i am helplessly awkward,
and you, never cease to amaze.
while i am merely a gust of wind,
you are the tornado.
and when you talk,
my heart skips a beat.
as if an everlasting melody,
has just begun to cease.
and i know, this is clichè,
but i swear, it's nothing but the truth,
okay?
i am not the best at anything,
i promise.
i've been told, i'm awkward and nerdy and weird,
but that only shapes the mold.
i hope you like (bad) poetry,
because i wrote this for no one but you.
you probably didn't like it,
but i hope it gave you a bit of a clue.
Nov 2, 2013
Nov 2, 2013 at 1:32 PM UTC
this is a secret,
can you keep it--
in your pocket, for a rainy day?
for your eyes only,
my dear, lovely,
i hope that's okay.
it takes courage to write this,
and give it to you.
although my identity is still unknown,
this will give you a bit of a clue.
i lack the courage,
and you could have anyone.
i am lanky and gangling,
but you are great.
i am helplessly awkward,
and you, never cease to amaze.
while i am merely a gust of wind,
you are the tornado.
and when you talk,
my heart skips a beat.
as if an everlasting melody,
has just begun to cease.
and i know, this is clichè,
but i swear, it's nothing but the truth,
okay?
i am not the best at anything,
i promise.
i've been told, i'm awkward and nerdy and weird,
but that only shapes the mold.
i hope you like (bad) poetry,
because i wrote this for no one but you.
you probably didn't like it,
but i hope it gave you a bit of a clue.
