Every night I sit here
Laying over my paper
With a pen in my hand,
Always wondering...
"What can I write tonight?"
There are lots of things
That come to my mind,
But there is only
I want to write about,
And that is you.
I want to write about
How you give me butterflies,
And how you put a smile
On my face.
I want to write about
How you lift me up
When I am down,
And how you can make me laugh
When I do not want to.
I want to write about
How you are the one
I see in my dreams,
The voice that whispers
To me in the dark,
And the gentle hand that
Picks me up when I fall.
I want to write about
How you are everything
I could possibly want,
And more.
But to my disadvantage
There is no amount of words
That could possible explain
Just how much you mean to me.
So again I am left unsatisfied
With a poem I was not able to write,
The blank paper
Still resting beneath my hand,
And the pen
Whose ink is left
Unused,
Until tomorrow
When I will sit here again
And try to write
About the person
I want to be with...
YOU!!!
Please vote and comment..i would really like some criticism if you have any to give...it will be appreciated..i would like to get better at my writing
