“All of my dreams became dreams of you, And forever I wanted to be with you, But every time I opened my mouth, Three words in my throat, but they never came out…” Have you ever known what it’s like to love someone, but be too afraid to tell them? I have. This poem is meant to show you what I feel within me, a confession straight from my broken heart.

This is my collection of poems, and through these, I hope to make feelings. Hopes. Dreams. Emotions. These are the things that all writers dream of creating. Every book is made of words, scrawled across a page. If nobody reads them, that that's all they'll ever be. Words. But the day that someone gazes upon these words, they become something more. Stories. And out of these stories come scribbled hopes and dreams and emotions.

This is a short poem which shows how I feel about love, and my beliefs on what a man's love is.