How beautiful a smile can be
Why ever did you choose me?
A vast ocean of better men, yet you chose me, the sea
The sea barely clear, yet all you hear
Is a symphony that brings you to tears
One you go to, with all doubts and fears, one that you call home, one you call “Here”
You call yourself a cloud yet you shine over me
Even in bad weather you gleam
How could someone be so self conscious, when they are the reason I am a being
Even now, barely a being
I become by seeing you
Gibberish to you now yes, but to the future, I couldn't be ever so closer
One day I'll call out your name
And you’ll turn around in tears
I’d have learnt to walk, you’d never be the same
Every fear you have now must feel pathetic in the future
How free you must feel, when you look into my eyes
How clear you head must be when you look into the skies and think of me
A poem I wrote for a good friend for his girlfriend's 22nd.