What the point in poetry?
It doesn't change a thing.
It doesn't make a difference,
so why let my heart sing?

Whatever I say, you still won't care.
Why do I even try?
I'm in love but what's it worth?
I'd rather I just die.

What's her name again?
Well it seems I just can't quite recall.
She's just a good distraction because
You just don't care at all

I never could stand cigarettes
That was just the way it went
But now they remind me of your lips and
I think I love their scent

I still dream about your laughter
Yeah I dreamt of you last night
In my dream I knew you loved me
As you stood there all in white.

I don't want to break my promise
And I refuse to say goodbye
So I'm not giving up
I'll love you till the day I die

I'm looking forward to hearing your sweet voice, and kissing your soft lips,
I'm look forward to pulling you in close, my arms wrapped around your hips,
I'm looking forward to seeing your smile, and pinning you to my bed,
I'm looking forward to seeing the sight, that I can't get out my head,
I'm looking forward to every moment I'll be spending with you,
and I'm kind of hoping that maybe, you're looking forward to it too

If I said that you were perfect,
you'd just shrug it off again,
but that's what springs to mind love,
whenever I hear your name.
If I told you how much I like you,
you'd laugh and just say 'cute',
but never the less I like you,
and it's a feeling I can't refute.
If I asked you to be mine,
your no would be nothing new,
but I'll still forever know that,
my heart belongs to you,