I thought about writing a poem for you...
but then would you even read it?
do you even see the odes and the cries
that I scribe on the daily on my wall
like it's just a simple meaningless lyric...
Pretending it's not my heart I'm baring for the world to see
I thought about writing a song for you
but like every other time it'd probably just go to waste
it'd probably just sit there in your inbox
yearning to be read... yearning to be heard
those light blue ticks constantly reminding me
You're not good enough
Fuck it! I'm going to write a poem for you
but this time, I won't share it with you...
or maybe I will...
Maybe this time around you'll smile if you read it
this time I won't hold back about how I feel
and even those blue ticks won't make me regret it
I thought about writing a poem for you
So you can see the things I so badly need to say
How I'd rather spend a second loving you
than spend a lifetime without the chance to have you by my side
How I think about you every second of every day
and how you're everything I think I'll ever need.