first kisses, last kisses & near misses

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by caIebjames

by caIebjames

I'm a poet lost in a puddle of doubt,
Love is my drug, it's lodged in my veins, I can't get it out.
I fall for the most unholy of souls,
I think it's my fault, when it comes to love, I am the greatest of fools.
I fall in love at least three times a week,
It's unbelievable, it's just that easy.
As I grow older, I don't want something breezy,
I want to be held down, I want to be going steady.

I've fallen in love more times than I can count,
Sometimes I think that's all I'm about.
If I had a crystal ball and some tarot cards,
I'd gaze into my future and wonder about the state of my heart.
I could meet you in a dive bar,
And wonder what this is,
But, as it always goes with relationships like this,
First kisses, last kisses, near misses.

I become terrified of dying alone,
That's why I have too many romantic bones.
I don't want to live a singular existence,
When I could have you, by my side, going the distance.
I don't care what my other half looks like,
As long as we're happy, on love we'll be high.
I'll say those three words on our first date,
My forwardness is embarrassing, I'm such a romanticized state.

Love is all about sacrifices,
I have to accept that, if I want to be blinded by a love like this;