I don’t think you really know,
What you’re really missing,
It’s okay I’ll take things slow,
After all love’s more than just kissing,

I’ll be a gentleman really I’ll try,
I’ll do my best by asking fewer questions,
I’ll even keep myself from staring into your eye,
Heck, I’ll even keep that silly smile off my expression,

I’m definitely not all that you want,
Because you’re so much more than I’ll ever be,
But emotions are always more puissant,
And the future’s something we cannot see,

We’ll slap each other,
And stomp off coldly,
But then we end up crying together,
Cause arguments are just so silly,

And I’ll grow a little wiser,
And you’ll be a little more tolerant,
We’ll improve each other,
Move together in life’s flowing current.

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Author's Note: you can look at this both ways. which i do. firstly it can be a corny love poem dedicated to your lover/crush/partner. or it could be dedicated to your bestfriend as well. and in both cases while it may seem like it's implying for a relationship, i really don't think so. cause that wasn't what i had in mind. though i do wish to blend the lines and see who would actually see it the way i do.

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Drip,
From my slit wrist,
My life.

Drip,
From my sad eyes,
My dreams.

Flow,
Gone; my life.
Shattered; my dreams.