There are many things that I would like to say to you... but I'm not sure how
So here I am writing again at 2 am because I don't have the courage to tell you how I feel.And I could advise I'm a bad decision but it's 2am and I'm thinking bout you. Do you think bout me? 'Cause all I want is you; everyone sees how I look at you.
And I think I love you. But I'm too scared to tell you, so imma write it down and hope you figure it out.
And I think I fell in love with the way your lips curve when you smile or how they move when you talk. With the look of confusion you get when I use language or phrases you aren't used to. With the way you can make me smile when my head is screaming. With how you can talk to anyone with such ease. With the pride you carry yourself. With your purity. I think I fell in love with how honest you are and how you will always help where you can and how you have such a good heart and how your mere presence can make me feel at ease and how I can look at you at you and think of a million reasons why you're the best thing I could've asked for.
And I think I love you because you're my best friend.You're the one who reminded me - I have a pulse. And I promised myself I wouldn't fall in love but somewhere along the line you made me forget how shit I felt and, you... you made me feel alive again.So I'll be your ride or die, whether you fail or fly - I couldn't walk away from you now if I wanted to.
And I know you don't love me, how could you?
When you compare you to me, it is clear to see I have far more issues than you. But will you take me with these imperfections?
Will you try to love me regardless? I know it's harder for you, but please try to love me more than I hate myself.And if you can't ...
I guess I just hope that you will never become a stranger to me again. I'd never be able to forget you.
There are many things that I would like to say to you... but I'm not sure how

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PoetryA collection of open letters and spoken word poems written by myself.