I could try time and time again
To explain how I feel about you
But I could sit here for the rest of eternity
And still not be able to put that feeling into words
You infuriate me
In the best of ways you can only imagine
You light me up
Like the fireworks flying on the 4 July
You hold me and care for me
Like no one has ever before
Words seem to evade me
When I try and explain what you are to me
A sister?
No that doesn't seem right.
A friend?
As if that term could cover it.
A part of my soul is a better one.
You complete me.
And no matter how I say I feel
You'll always know me better.
And love me more than I love myself.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetrysnapshots of my thoughts in poetry and little writings. © 2013 by anxieti. All rights reserved.