Poems Penned Precisely by Me

If Only I Was Right For You

If I were an artist
Every brushstrokes
Every canvas
Would be ingraved with your name
They would speak of all the times I stood to admire you
Every time I discarded a painting not close enough to your beauty
And the restless nights I stood awake

But I'm not an artist.

If I was a writer
Every key I pressed
Every line I wrote
Would birth a story praising every inch of you
I would compare the prettiest sunsets,
The lushess forests,
The marvelous rivers
But nothing would beat you
As you stay the most amazing out everything
But I'm no writer.

If was a photographer
Every second I spend would be cleaning my lens
Just so everyone could your greatness as clearly as I do
& Every frame I would buy
Would already have your face in it

But sadly, I'm not a photographer

What am I?

I'm a poet.

My notes app knows all your features
My diary knows all our memories
I can't count the entries on one hand

But in that way,

I'm a writer.

My gallery is filled with us together
It knows you from head to toe
Every new picture heads to favourites
So in that way

I'm a photographer

I spend my relaxation
Daydreaming
I imagine scenarios together
I wallow thinking about the old days
So I guess

I really am an artist.