Poetry / Oh, love.

These stupid lines of poetry
spew from my mouth whenever I think of you
And let me tell you now
I've got pages, and pages about you
You're always on my fucking mind.

And I almost wish it would stop.
Why should I fall alone
when it's so much safer to fall together?
I just fucking want to be with you
And for some reason it's making me angry.

I'm so damn tired of things not working out for me.
I'm so damn tired of trying,
so tired of caring
About the people who don't care about me
All I want is love.

And they always say don't look for love
Love will come to you
But no one seems to understand
That I can't just sit and wait.
I can't pretend that I have patience for this sort of thing.

It's impossible to tell myself that there's not something between us
That could set the earth on fire
It wouldn't be true if I said I wasn't falling hard
And this is just fucking ridiculous
I barely even know you.

But when I'm with you
The light in the room changes
The sun just seems to shine just a little bit brighter
I can look in your eyes for hours upon hours
And write books of poems for you

WHY must I feel this way?
Dont' you just fucking hate it when you just don't know what they're thinking?
I want to tell myself that this will be something beautiful
That this
This will be different.

But I shouldn't speak so soon
Because more often than not
I'm always wrong.
But something in my head is telling me
That maybe you're the one

It's saying, maybe you're the one to change the world with me
Maybe you're the one that I should keep around
Because maybe, just maybe
I'm falling in love with you.
Maybe, just maybe, I should slap myself in the face.

And they say that love is just a sensory overload
just extra endorphines flooding the system
And then after a while, those endorphines fade away
And that's when the real work begins
Most people don't even believe in love.

But oh, God. I do believe in love.
And whenever I'm around you
I feel like I could fly
It all just feels so natural.
Like this is what I've always been dreaming of

That perfect thing that I've always wanted.
And I'm saying how I feel
I'm falling so fast
but I think I may be alone in this.
Are you feeling the same way?

Maybe you shouldn't answer that
Because I can't stand to have my heart broken.
And right now
In this very moment
I'm not sure if I can handle the truth.

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