What can I do,
When I can't stop thinking about you,
What do I do about this,
All your quirks that I miss.
So many things to say,
All throughout the day.
A million reasons why,
My feelings I can't deny.
So what do I do,
With this heart that longs for you.
How do I sleep at night,
Knowing something just ain't right.
How do get you to see,
That this feels meant to be.
How do I fix this heart,
When this silence tears it apart...

Does he hold you like I would.
Can he kiss you like I could.
Will he always treat you right,
Each day, each night.
Will he make you smile,
And have you walk down the isle.
Will he be there at your worst,
And always put you first.
Will he fight for you,
The way I want to.

If you think he can,
And that he's your man.
Then the one thing I want to say,
Is I hope you're happy everyday.
I hope he's there you,
Does the things I couldn't do.
Holds you when your sad,
Kisses you when your mad.
I hope he loves you,
Like I want to.
Like you deserve to,
I'm sorry I failed you...

All these memories,
Of you and me.
All the good,
All the bad.
Some make me happy,
Some make me sad.
Stuff we did,
Things we said.
Promises made,
Plans delayed.
Not one memory I want to forget,
My heart hasn't fully broken yet.
There's still a part that holds on tight,
And tells me things will be alright.

When the clouds part,
And the rain fades,
I'll remember your name.

When it's dark,
And nothing can be seen,
The memory of your smile will greet me.

When winter sets in,
And the temperature drops,
The warmth of your skin will be my thoughts.

You may never stand beside me again,
But the memories of what we where,
Will never leave..

What do I do,
With all the things I want to say to you.
Do I throw them out the door,
Spill them onto the floor.
Do I swallow my words,
Or let them sore like birds.
Should I whisper,
Let my words linger.
Should I hold them in tight,
Fight with them each night.
Should I tell you to your face,
Will there be a time and place.
A simply way to convey,
The things I want to say.
Where do I draw the line,
So I can stop wasting all this time.

Everyday,
A thousand words to say.
But in what way,
Can I display.
The way I feel,
To make it seem real.
Do I write you a letter,
Or post something on Twitter.
Whats on Facebook,
Would you look.
Something on Instagram,
Would you give a ****.
What way do I express,
That I dont feel any less.
If I turned it into a song,
Would you sing along.
If I wrote it in the sky,
Would it be something you deny.
If it was written in the stars,
Or on the side of cars.
Would you trust the night sky,
Or the things that pass you by,
If someone pointed you to my poem,
Would you say, you dont know them...

When she falls asleep,
Her twitches as she drifts away,
That beauty, night, day

Loving you each day,
Yearning for you silently,
Is so deafening

Three cats, a turtle,
Your little girl growing up,
You, me, Family...

I'm not afraid,
Of you laughing at me.
But I hate the thought,
Of you laughing without me.