What’s something I can write to impress you.
Some semi ironic made up words that make me seem cool but still overly pretentious.
Words that make you fall in love.
I need these.
This is the summer of love and this is my sonnet to my love.
All I am is words on this page.
My voice is endless and inadvertent.
I can put together a number or two.
Give me a second or three.
And I can make this night be forever.
If I try a little bit.
Will you see me for what I wish I was.
Somebody worth spending countless nights with
Daydreaming against another cold bed.
You want more then I could ever give.
But I want to try and never stop.
I will fall and die before I give up on you.
We should give up on me.
I should give up on me.
I’m black lettering on a white page.
Trying make sense from this nonsense.
I am nothing more but want.
All my needs grow like weeds.
And baby I exist in a barren parking lot of cement.
Craving for a car to rip its tires against my skin.
I am empty and only yearn for beauty
Its kind of hot.
How I want you.
As I fall back against the cold ground
And stare up at only thoughts of you.
I think about all the lies I ever told.
If I was ever so bold.
To tell you all that I hold.
All the nights I got cold
And those thoughts of you took me away.
Helped me make it to the next day.
If the night can keep the sun at bay.
Then If I may convey.
You are beautiful in every way.
So please keep ignoring me.
My thoughts are far too free.
And I’m just a bird sitting in a tree.
Watching the sky.
Hoping that one day I’ll fly.
So if one day you have to say goodbye.
You can look back at all the words I never wrote.
And remember all the times I did dote.
I know I was a giant mope.
But I’m still a poet with nothing but endless words for you and can’t that be enough to express how I really feel about someone so beyond perfect it hurts me to think about how other people can’t see how truly amazing you are and all those thoughts you have that blow me away and I still can’t believe I met someone as amazing as you who lives her life as if its her life that doesn’t belong to the world around her.
You deserve the world.
And I only have the words on this page.
I know its never going to be enough.
But if you read this once.
Just know now you’ll live forever.
We look up at the sky and romanticize the stars but will never be able to truly bring them down to us.
(this was beyond stupid except for those 2 random lines of gold)