optimistic lad

the class was biology, the charm in her eyes was just chemistry. I'm scribbling notes everyday, notes of her name all over my heart. a gentle touch of her hand, I thought she was the angel from heaven.

how sad it must be to fall on this earth without your permission to play the game of life in advanced mode to go through a series of desperation to go through a series of sadness and sail without friends safely

only my sadness thinks of me each night only my depression misses me all day

I host my own game play by my own rules and still lose them all

guide me, to your subconscious your depths, I want to unveil oh beauty, I’m sure you inspire

I wait for my soul to reconnect then release my poems to forever belong in her arms

my will, strong as a hill I will write my story in yours and call it a crossover of life a diamond ring up your finger an entire life, over to you

I might take my time to find you but when I do, I want to discover myself in you

you meddle with my heart like it’s clay will you mold me in the shape you want me?

I have a heart so empty yet heavy I dug deep to find myself all I see are traces of you come here, come into my space be the reason I open myself to you