Leaning on a wooden desk

in a crowded, rowdy class,

I look around to find the best

of students, who just might pass.

I notice a trend within the room,

the tension that can only soon

snap and leave us all in shock.

For love and lust is in the air

and every couple shall soon pair

having no one else left in stock.

 

And that's when it happened. 

 

I saw you against the wall

looking back at me.

And though you weren't very tall,

I had a feeling it was meant to be.

     (As cheesey as it sounds to you,

     I knew we'd be a pair of two.)

 

I'm not saying it was love at first sight,

but it was definately something.

Something that felt like love.

     Or so I thought...

 

Two days later, we go out on a date and you say,

"I like you"

"I like you, too"

I love it.

 

Two weeks later, you hold me close and say,

"I love you"

"I love you, too"

I mean it.

 

Two months later, you brag and lie to your freinds about us and say,

"I'm sorry"

"I love you, too"

I feel it.

 

Two years later, you cheat on me and say,

"It will never happen again"

"I love you, too"

I say it.

 

Two times more, you lie and say,

"I stopped"

"I love you, too"

I force it.

 

Two threats later, you yell and say,

"Shut up!"

"I love you, too"

I hate it.

 

Two punches later, you bow and say,

"I didn't mean it"

"i love you, too"

I whisper it.

...

 

As you make your way through the crowded room,

I shake away the thoughts of doom

my head had decided was to be our fate. 

 

It was your smile that took away the gloom

and let our moment burst and bloom

to the one where you asked me on a date. 

 

No matter how scared I would become, 

I knew in my heart what had to be done

in order for a relationship to work.

Trusting in eachother without a fail,

communication without a veil

would make for us a strong framework. 

 

Ah, but that fear of falling too far for return

and living each day with scars and burns 

of abusive "love" we all try to avoid so hard,

can overwhelm those who still have to learn 

of the rules of love and not just yearn

for just anyone that they can put down their gaurd. 

 

"Because I love you" is not a start

for any sentence besides one from the heart

and meaning only good for their significant other.

It does not mean "give me your phone"

with any attitude or tone

having them wish they were with another.

 

"Beacuse I love you, I want you happy"

"Because I love you, I want you safe"

"Because I love you, even when I'm tired and snappy,

you'll always be the one I'd get up for"

     (And though it does not rhyme,

      the gesture is greater than time.)

This is healthy and what you want,

with clear communication and nothing to haunt

over your dreams life goals, leaving regrets.  

 

Love is trust,

and more than any can compare,

love is what we need, not lust,

and only two can share. 

 

You smile and begin to stutter

something about dinner when I mutter

"I love you"

"What?"

oops. 

 

Two seconds later,

we smile as one.

Not two.