Apart of You [Poetry]

A Boy Called Kyle

I once met A boy called Kyle,
Our connection was instant, it was meant to be.
We'd go on dates, cook, laugh and have fun,
But now we fight, and it never seems done.

Despite the stress, I'm still in love,
It's like an addiction, I can't get enough.
Our arguments make me want to flee,
But I can't let go, it's Kyle that I need.

I know it's not perfect, but I'll stay awhile,
For better or worse, I still love this boy called Kyle.

I try to hold on, to keep us together,
But sometimes it feels like a stormy weather,
We sing and dance, like nothing's wrong,
But deep down, It feels like we don't belong.

Maybe it's time to face the truth,
That what we had, is no longer in bloom,
But the thought of life without Kyle,
Feels like a burden, a heavy mile.

I hope we can find our way back,
To the love we had before it all went black.
Until then, I'll hold on tight,
To the memories we made, and the love we ignite.

A boy called Kyle, he stole my heart,
And even as we drift apart,
I'll always cherish what we have,
The good and the bad, the happy and the sad.