7 billion people
and I found you

Now that I mount back toward happiness,
I ask myself
Will it ever be the same again

Even these days I find myself
Writing words with tears on paper
I'm asking myself

Because you are still the surviver
Of more than one line

if i keep on giving
if i keep on living

if i stop crying
if i stop trying

if i
if i
if i
if i
if i could just let go

I want
   you today,
   tomorrow,
   next week,
     and for
   the  rest  of
     my life.

    You give
  me feelings
      I can't
        put
        into
      words,
    but  I  still
       write
       them
     because
        that
       is me.
I  am  so very
    thankful
         for
        you.

      BOOM
  you just got
     LOVED.
                                                                                   Jon York   2019

thank god i can’t write good poetry
the best poetry comes from pain and hurt if you ask me
so although i can’t write like i used to
at least it means i’m doing alright

I don't want her to change in anyway.
I fell in love with her the way she is
Even if she has a flaw
It just makes her more flawless

Whenever the darkness gets stronger
I remember she is in my life
And hope is revived
Life has its meaning
Existence has its point

She makes me glad to be alive
Her smile lightens my mood
Her laugh makes me want to keep joking
She makes me want to get up each day
Just to talk to her

I write this with pen and paper
Because I am too scared to tell her
She means everything to me
I wish I could tell her I love her