This morning the sun's rays reminded me of you
The colour of your hair...The warmth of your voice too
Not that I'll be hearing you, not any time soon
I see that now, as I stare at the moon
Ah yes, my every day starts and ends the same
but in the middle, my anger's aflame
I hate who I am, I miss who I was
I miss my angel, who is without flaws
but hey, I'm fine, I'm really okay
At least on the outside anyway.

I love you, I love your laughter and I love your smile
just thinking of them cheers me up for a while
Oh sure you call stupid, then hit me with your books
But that only makes you perfect, regardless how it looks.
I love the look of your hair when it catches the sun
Just another reason why you're the only one
Then there's your eyes so perfect and beaut'ful
Their intense stare and the attention that they pull
I love it how I just can't stop thinking 'bout you
I love us talking makes things seem better too
I feel so comf'table telling you things
And you are my muse and so my heart sings
Talking to you's so much better than sleeping
And as I'm sure you know without you I'd be weeping
When I hear 'perfect' you spring to my mind
'Cause you're the only girl who is and you're one of a kind
I love how you call me Ade or even say my name
Girl you know I love and I know you feel same.
My poems about you, they got a much more lighter tone.
Compared to my old ones which now seem kind of drone.
Oh and when you read them, and you say that there good
Well lets just say it make me happier than it should.
I just feel so amazing every time I make you blush
And every time you do I get bit more of a crush
And when you get butterflies fluttering round inside
or when I've cheered you up, it fills me with such pride.
I love the way you make me think, I love how your lips taste
I love it how it feels, my arms wrapped round your waist.
I just feel so amazing, whenever we are close
They say love's a drug, well I've had an overdose
It's great that I can write of you, but I like the times I can't
You're so very perfect that there's no words I can supplant
You're perfect beyond words and distracting beyond measure
But you're a great distraction and it's always such a pleasure.
and I really love those times when I'm up till way past two
doing nothing all the while, except thinking about you.
Everything about you's interesting and you could never bore me
Regardless of if I understand or if I can really see.
You're the centre of the universe, the most important thing in life
The one thing that makes it worth every bit of strife.
Whenever ever I'm around you, the voices they are gone
Their endless dark is over and now it's time for dawn
Cause you are perfect in everything you say
I love you and wouldn't want life any other way
I could never tell you just how 'mazing you make me feel
Lets just say it's the one the feeling that I think's ideal
I don't think I've told you this enough so I'll say it yet again
You're so amazingly perfect that it's driving me insane
And whilst you've got all this, there is so much that I lack.
And so I'm quite amazed that you love me back.

Body shaking, heart pacing
fingers drumming, mind racing
Anger like this, you should fear
Anger where my mind is clear

There's no buzzing in my ears
and I'm not on the verge of tears
I' love the way my mind's alert
Soon you'll be in a world of hurt

She gave me up, to be with you
This is something I want to do
But it's not something that your worth
In that way, it's like your birth

So go now, run boy
Be her pretty, little toy
I honestly don't even care
In the end, it's her pain to bear.

Now I feel empty, I feel light
My head is clear, but I've nothing to write

I used to make you laugh, and smile and blush
Now all I can do is make you cry
and I don't want to live that way
but I don't want to live without you either
so I guess I want to die.

Sometimes I think everyone would be happier...
...if I were dead.
But now the one person who I thought would actually care....
....I think she would be the happiest of all

What should I do? My muse said'goodbye'
She left every idea, to shrivel and die
I don't want to write another word
I'll go back to games, and being a nerd
'Cause all of this site, reminds me of her
But now things are different from how they were.
Goodbye you dreamers, you poets, you writers.
I'm off to go study, and pull some all-nighters

I feel empty, I feel cold
and now I've no one left to hold
But I would still do it again
because you worth all the pain
Because seeing you smile, it worth these tears
and I'll just live, here with my fears
Our relationship's not something I regret
and It's something I never will never forget

I haven't seen you in awhile my dear
And now there's something I've come to fear
That I don't remember the smell of your hair
But at least I'd recognize that smile anywhere
And I might not remember the taste of your lips
But I still want my arms around your hips
But your laugh, now that is unforgettable
And every moment we're together, is un-regrettable
Oh I miss you with every fibre of my being
And I'm jealous of those friends, whom you keep on seeing.

No matter what it is I tell you, you just reply okay
I'm not trying to get angry, but that's all you ever say
I start each conversation, and it's like you try to end it
I waste every moment, 'cause it's time you won't commit

If you've found some one else, I hope he brings out your smile
Because I promise you won't see mine, at least not for while
You mean more to me, than even my own life
So many times you were the reason, I put down the knife

You are my perfect little angel, the best thing I've known
I guess this is my all fault, for all the love I've never shown

The worst part is that for such a  long time I didn't want to rest
Because I didn't want dreams, the real world was the best
I didn't want to play video games, I didn't need a distraction.
But now I do, the real world is ****, and I want some satisfaction

Now I know that I had a life before,
but exactly how, I am not sure.

Exactly how were my hours spent?
Because if I'm not thinking of you, I'm not content.

Exactly what did I do with my life?
What did I have, to keep me from strife?

Actually now I'm not so sure...
Did I really have a life before?

Listen to me Aiden, and listen to me well
Don't say goodbye, 'cause you love her like hell
You know that she's everything to you,
So listen to me; here is what you do,
Find her and tell her how perfect she is
tell her quickly, before she is his.
You need her, you love, you really do
Why would you let anything stop you?
She is your light, your life, your love
Swear to me Aiden, upon god above
You won't give up on her, won't say goodbye
At least not until you give this a try
She is your everything, she's perfect to you
and tell her you still love her, 'cause I know you do.

Oh, my dear, you're in love with a poet
and don't think for a second, he doesn't know it
of your every detail, he does fantasize
and then into poems, he does romanticize

Every time he makes you blush,
a little larger, grows your crush
and with each poem that makes you smile
you think about him, for a while.

You get stomach of butterflies
each time he writes, about your eyes.
and your heart, does little flips
when he writes, about your lips

At least he really hopes it does.
He hopes he's set your heart abuzz
Because he's a poet, and you're his muse
and you are perfect in, all his views.

You'll be back in a month, that's like 31 days
It will be like over 700 hours without the sun's rays
Over 44000 minutes, spent all alone
More than 250,000 seconds of life in dull tone
But it's only a month, and you're worth wait
But I'll be thinking always, of our very next date

I find it so funny the way you can't see
How perfect you are, so perfect to me
But I find it so sad that you don't believe
That I'll love you always, and I'll never leave
And then I remember all that I've done
Maybe that's why you don't think I'm the one
But even if I had the chance redo it all
I wouldn't change anything, no matter how small
Because as bad as it was, this way got me you
So why on earth, would I want a redo?

It's 2:00 AM and I'm still awake
I can't stop thinking for God's sake
Of her and all her perfection
She's the object of my affection
I just took things as they were
Now I can't stop thinking of her

If the universe is both infinite and expanding
Then every point's the center, even where I'm standing
But say the center had to be one place
Well then, in that case;
Wherever she is, and wherever she goes
Because she's the center I suppose

It's like I can't write poems about you
No matter how much I want to

My trail of thought goes, eyes, eyes, what rhymes with eyes?
You have pretty eyes, I like your eyes. And so the poem dies
Or I'll be writing a line about your hair, your perfect hair
And my brain just stops working, it just isn't fair!

What am I writing? I don't know
I just hope that doesn't show
It needs to be perfect, this poem for you
The trouble is perfect's not something I can do
When I think of perfect I think of your smile
I think of your laugh, and all the while
My poem isn't getting done
But just thinking of you is kind of fun.

The taste of her lips, the smell of her hair
Her laughter rippling, through the air
The feeling of, her hands in mine
The way her voice, makes everything fine
The things I've now taken time to see
That make her perfect, at least to me

I'm not afraid of the dark
I'm afraid when it comes I won't have left my mark

Poems are meant to be heard
Not just seen in the written word
But now I finally read them to you
You don't even care, do you?

So now I shall keep my poems hidden
and from seeing them you'll be forbidden
Better you don't know how many poems I write
then have the others get the reaction you gave mine tonight.

I know poems are meant to be heard
But mine will go back to just the written word

The voices echo round my head
Remind me why, I want to be dead
But they are silenced by, your beautiful voice
your sweet, kind words made me rejoice

But you aren't here now and they're louder than ever
Telling me to end this, now and forever
But as they yell and rage on inside my head
I think of you and why I don't to be dead

Because every moment with you is worth hours of pain
and if I've nothing to lose, then I've so much to gain
I don't care how much the voices are right
There's nothing I want more than one more night
...with you

I look out the window, I walk in the street
I look around at this place, and I feel complete
I walk to the forest, to the sound of birdsong
This is the place I truly belong

I have seen so many of the world's greatest sights
But I belong here, it's my place by rights
I've seen much of the world, from Beijing to Rome
But here's the only place that I'd call my home

My muse is now, someone new
and I think change was, overdue
For I was slowly becoming bitter
I'd soon have given up and become a quitter

But now my muse has been exchanged
Are my poems different, have they changed?
Because the're now about a girl who loves me too
But do my new poems sound different to you?

Or just give up on me, that's cool too
I don't need to be happy to make it through
I made the supid mistake of actually caring
and so now it's the punishment that I am bearing
But this time I won't actually cry
I'll fight back the tears, till they make me die

What's so special about her? That's hard to say
But she's not the sort of girl, you meet every day
Is it that her smile is like the sun's warm rays
or that when she speaks it sets my heart ablaze?
Is it the way that she sounds when she says my name?
Or that when she smiles and makes me do the same?
It's all of these things, and yet none at all
It's because she is perfect and in love I did fall

Words are just tools, or things to be used
they can make sense of the world, or leave you confused.
Love's just a word, so's beauty, perfection;
they once conveyed meaning of undying affection
but they're now overused, and so seem cliche
what good are words she won't believe anyway?
But say them I shall, just to let her know
that for me love means the same as it did long ago.

This girl's description needs no hyperbole
Because she is perfect, well at least to me
Her smile is as warm as a summers day
and her sweet laughter, it drives out the gray
I could sit here for hours describing my love
But suffice to say if I hear the word perfect it's her I'll think of

Oh the sunlight as it's shafting through her hair
and her eyes with their beauteous glare
oh the perfect, quiet moments alone
and all those long nights we spend on the phone
These are the things I long for the most
With this girl as beautiful as the heavenly host

Sunbeams through her hair
as she reads through her book
oh with her beauty so fair
all of my love, she then took

A soft, sweet laugh, a moment enjoyed,
a half hidden smile, people to avoid,
a moment of tenderness, of love unchecked,
a night long gone, but it was still perfect.

Blank mind, cloudy vision
the satisfying crack of collision
from an elbow swung, or punch thrown
and in my ears, a buzzing drone

I breath deeply, and start to think
of how I was pushed, to the brink
I really do regret it now
I'd fix it but, I don't know how

But it feels so good, at the time
but the mind doing it, isn't mine
It's not the nice sweet child
with polite voice, and manners mild

But which am I and which is me?
Which one of those am I going to be?
The child, who's weak yet nice?
Or the monster, nobody crosses twice?

But now I realize all the things you notice
the things that I don't really see
like the way my leg shakes when I'm nervous
you keep on pointing it out to me

Now there is one thing this says to me
That you still pay atention to what I do
so you probably know that what I want to be
is where he is, sitting next to you

So now that I know you like me too
and you've always known that I'm in love
so I've just got one question for you
what is it that you're so scared of?

Is it something to do with him?
are you wondering how are you gonna explain it?
you won't have to cause even he can't be that dim
but there is something I must admit

I know you would never leave him
and I know I will never get you
and love is something in which I'd rather swim,
drown so I know what I've got to do

I've got to leave, and say goodbye
I'll find someone else, someone who
won't bring back memories or make me cry
because she is going to be nothing like you

I write this not because I am filled with hate
But simply because you noticed too late

I thought you never liked me, never payed me any attention

But now I realize all the things you notice
the things that I don't really see
like the way my leg shakes when I'm nervous
you keep on pointing it out to me

and now I know you like me, because you noticed

My hearts torn apart
and I am caving in
and all because
of your love for him

So you're asking me what I wrote poems about?

About questions asked, but never answered
about remembering, or being someone new
about love, about treasure
about life, about you

I'm different now, this much is true
but that hasn't changed my love for you
not that it matters, for you've got him
and he filled your heart, up to the brim.

But I'm different now, I'm someone new
and new me honestly doesn't haven't a clue
about where or not he is enough for you
and about where or not you could love me too.

Questions asked, but never answered
Like what was it, that I did wrong?
and do you enjoy it, when I come along?
Why do you, love him so?
And why do you make, my legs jell-o?

Questions asked but never answered
Like what is beauty, if not your smile?
Not that I've seen it, for a while
or what good is life, if not with you?
Not that a bad life, is something new

You know boy, treasure that kiss
and all the others, they'll be pure bliss
For I had one once, a velvet kiss
on her soft, lush lips.

For me there's no more, not one such kiss
And they're one thing I'm sure I'll miss
One thing about which I'll reminisce
So yes boy, treasure that kiss

I remember that night, I remember...
That velvet kiss, on your soft, lush lips
I remember the music, I remember...
My arms, gently wrapped around your hips

I remember this feeling, I remember....
What it is when I see you with him, it's rage
I remember this pain, I remember...
Feeling as though you're crushing my heart in cage

I remember all this, I remember...
Every second I spent with you
But to forget the bad, must I forget
everything that was good too?

Now yes I remember, exactly what I said
Now I'm back, don't let it go to your head
So maybe one more poem, or maybe more
It's one way to stop, my heart being sore.

Don't get me wrong, I happy here
she is nice and fills me with cheer.
But I'm still a wordsmith you're still my muse
The only person for whom I use

The skill of rhetoric and rhyme and song
But I still think, that my love was wrong.
But so was quitting, I don't give in
and there is no way, I'm gonna let him win

So yea, he has got competition
they all have now, that's my mission
Because if my poems aren't enough for you
Then neither is anything they can do

I'm sorry but
I'm gonna let him win
Cause love's too hard
So I give in

So no more poems
not one more song
for now I see
my love was wrong

You know, I loved you once
and we shared a kiss
but now that is gone
for you are his

No more of my poems
and no more competing
Because it's over now
and I've been beaten

A million couldn't describe
the beauty in just her eyes.

My words fall upon deaf ears
I might be blinded by my love for you
but you are deafened by your love him
I write you poem after poem after poem
and you are his after just a few words

I could tell you in ten words,
what he couldn't in a thousand
and I could write a thousand words for you
in the time he could barely say ten

but you are his, and he is yours
and I just sit here, an observer
You are my muse and perhaps it is for the best...

that I sit here, the lonely wordsmith
until the day I give up and become just another lost soul
wishing things were different

and so here I am, the lonely wordsmith
writing yet another poem you will never care to read

Another simple word
but one with a meaning beyond comprehension

I have fallen in love
and can't get back up

Such a simple word
to convey a world of sadness

She says she's a nobody,
But nobody's perfect,
sounds right