I am not a poet
nor am I writer...

I call you my angel
because that is what you are to me...

If only you could know the pain I feel
Maybe you would take it all away...

If I cried a tear for you
would you wipe it from my eyes...

Is it normal to get stressed
when you're not around...

What if love were a flower
would you cherrish it the same...

It’s not enough that I’m broken
Beaten down against the grain...

I’m losing my sight
I can’t seem to focus...

What power we invest
is those simple little words...

If this is so wrong
why does it feel so right...

I've tried to let it pass
but I fear it never will...

I saw you walking by today
and I thought about saying hi...