For the last five years I have treated you
As a closed door
Nailed shut
Buried in a graveyard I taught my heart to forget

But looking at you
Hearing the sound of our mixed laughter
Your warm brown eyes that have always felt like coming home  

I'm not so sure anymore
It just seems like this could work this time
And what an utterly terrifying thought
That I could end up with what I had always wanted from the beginning
How utterly poetic
If my first love also was my last

"Okay, you get one question. Anything you want to ask me. Nothing's off the table."

"If I... What if... Would you ever... Do you think that after all that I did, could you ever consider giving me a sec-"

"Yes."

There was a long silence. All he could do was focus on resisting the insanely intense magnetic pull dragging him towards her lips.

"Okay, my turn. How long do I have to wait for you to accept the fact that we're meant to be together?"

They all called karma a *****
But she's a saint compared to timing

In war
We are given a weapon and a shield
And I have spent my whole life being people's shield
And while weapons get all the glory
People forget that the shields take all the beating

We all need to be a bit more like the first picture taken

Raw, unfiltered, and all our flaws are showing