I’m in love,
And it may sound funny because I’m only sixteen,
And according to anyone over the age of 30
Our kind doesn’t know what love is,
Well do you?
Do you know what it feels like for him to make me smile?
Make my days, when life doesn’t even seem worthwhile.
Do you know what it feels like for him to call my name?
It’s sweet, like honey suckles on a hot summer’s day
That touch my tongue,
And I know
Sometimes I don’t treat him well,
He’s always there for me and
time can only tell when I’m doing the next thing to make us part
He’s just waiting on the next time I do something stupid,
To run us off track
Although he knows that I’ll always come running back
What can I say, I’m addicted
He’s my love, and I shall forever want him
He runs through my soul
And without him, my body can’t function
That’s how much of a hold he has on me
Like chains, except… I don’t want to break free
And it’s crazy, I know
How could I be this in love
When he finds out how much I love him
He’ll think I’m insane and leave!
But my love is not for a person you see,
My love is simply poetry
And that’s who I call when I feel down
Write in my book because it makes me feel sound
At the end of the day, that’s who I’ll be running to
Me, paper, pen and you
I’m in love, and you… well you’re my poison.