Dead Souls She Ones Loved

It was a yes, it always has been

I still do every piece of me in every piece of my words you will find yourself floating really

I am crying I swear I'm crying imagining myself infront of your kneeled figure taking that yes in tears

Its so good its making me cry

I wanted it so bad that I smiled even when it hurts

I cried with tears in my eyes and a smile on my face

My hand extended forward making you dance

But is it really true that you love me when I can't even see myself

You saw me floating in my own words, I said I am a poet you said you wanted to be the poem I could never write

I said yes, in ways, in films, in books, in poetry but did you really noticed?

I was a writer before you came and greeted me with a smile, I stoped writing for a while

You made me want to write poetry instead

I did, I did

You made me want to smile again and made me believe that love is not a reaction of hormones but a feeling

I hated the idea of love, its not for the young I might see it when I go old

I still think that this might end in the same place it began, but you made me believe that no this might not

I know I am asking for too much and nobody will except this but for just a moment I want to believe that they do

Yes, I said with a stupid smile