It was a chilly day today...
Your backyard felt warm and inviting...
And it was not the fire pit...
It was the warmth of your eyes and your company...
Your eyes are the fire pit that warms my heart...
And your company the fire for my soul...
I just don't like you...
I adore you...

Your hand is the only hand I want to hold...
Together we can conquer the universe...
I don't know if you will let me hold your hand...
I just have to tell you...
If you do...
Be advised...
I will never, ever, let you go...
For the first time in my life I understand what asking for someone's hand in marriage means...
I'm afraid the only thing I will be able to speak if I ever hold your hand is...
"Will you marry me"...
I love you...
You just can't imagine how much...

The world is a beautiful place...
With so much to see and appreciate...
I could spend days watching the birds and the clouds...
Soaking in the rain...
Being pampered by the wind...
Mingling with the flowers and the trees...
Listening to the stars and the moon...
Yes, the world is a beautiful place...
I did discover, however...
The world is even more beautiful when I see it reflected in your eyes...
Time stops when that happens...
Even the clocks stop running...
Imagine how sweet that moment can be...
Me enjoying the beauty of the world through your eyes...
On a timeless moment...
That I want it to last for an eternity...

If I could write music I would probably compose majestic pieces..
Inspired by the spark of your eyes...
For they are an universe of inspiration...
Your smile, so welcoming and sweet...
But Alas, I can not write music...
If I could...
I would be a famous composer....
But I promise to keep writing poetry for you...
Forever...
Even if your heart went after a different composer...

I am a year older...
Says the calendar...
It is all the same, really...
For I lost track of how many calendars I have seen...
Maybe the calendar is trying to avenge the other fellow calendars I've ignored for so long...
The truth is...
I lost track of time after I met you...
And, yes, it is my birthday...
But I don't count how many years I have lived...
From now  on, I will only count the number of  years it will take me to  forget you...
For you misled me...
You made me believe you had feelings for me...
And you used me...
Who knows how many birthdays I will have to endure before I'm finally over you...
Today, I will sit here, with a candle...
Not even a cake...
And will sing...
Happy birthday to me...

How could I not write poetry when around you...
How could I not melt when looking at your eyes...
How could I not feel romantic when close to you...
How could I not adore you...
How could I not desire your kisses...
You tell me...
Beautiful girl...

How could I have not fallen in love with you?

No one has the obligation to love anyone...
I gave you my heart...
And you certainly don't owe me anything...
For pure love means loving without expecting anything in return...
The only thing I expected from you was honesty...
That's all...
I thought you were transparent...
But you're not...
To say I am disappointed and hurt would be an understatement...
It will take time...
But I will get over you...
And to think I truly believed you were a woman worth going home to...
I am not hurt because you don't love me...
I am hurt because you lied to me...
Not sure how I will manage to love again...
Being hurt and all...