Don't tell me that my poems suck.
I know I'm not you...

Skipping to conclusions of being in love
seems to always be what I tend to do...

*messy and written in about 10 minutes. not very...
stated so clear, so up front...

So this is why I haven't been successful in...
brain working...

Written in the late night of wake
as I toss and turn on that couch...

Writing about how dreams don't mean a thing,
they're meant for sleeping...

Random scenario
random people...

Learned to say that this is the beginning of this...
because goodbye never actually means they're gone...

Images of you running through my head,
haunting me in my mid sleep...

Here you are again,
yet another star in my dreams...

Feeling weird feelings
of things I haven't felt in quite a while...

Feelin my heart slowing breaking
knowing i lost my chance...