My head is completely blank
Completely dark
Completely blank
Completely uncertain
Completely lost

I feel so lost and misplaced
Where can I fit in?
Where do I really belong?

Your love for me is illegal
The way you treat me is detrimental
Your touch is lethal
And the way you care is medieval

But even it's harmful I will still love you
Like The way other lovers do
I will still love you
For I belong to you.

Do not fall in love with an artist;
Her mind is both a framework
And a disarray
Of jumbled sentiments.
And once you embed yourself
Within her horizons,
She’ll fathom you into a masterpiece.
She’ll draw the way your lips form words
With mesmerizing hues
And bind your love
Into a collection of poetic utterances
And she’ll make an inconsequential language
Into an unconventional expression.
She’ll pluck strings
To embody the way your chest
Rises against her ear with each breath;
She’ll make you fall in love with creativity.
And one wrong move,
And you’ll become a masterwork in her array.

all we do is wait.
wait for the world to change.
wait for the world to end.
well i never was very patient.

i gave you love like mine
and you're no longer alone
when the sun shines.
tear drops on your shirt,
no longer present.
i told you i'll let them fall
only when you're full of content.

i became yours,
and you became mine.
you were asking for love,
and i gave it.
all my love is now yours,
cherish it, nurture it, treasure it.

8:56pm*
oh the things i'd give and do,
just to feel your arms around me,
holding me close and tight,
never letting go.