if and only do not mix,
but me and you do.
what and if don't belong together,
but me and you do.
life isn't always perfect,
but me and you are.
everyone isn't always loved,
but me and you are.
But loving you is complicated,
I'm sure it's a one way street.
Can't count the times I've thought about
What could lay between you and me.
YOU ARE READING
Poured Out on Paper
PoetryCAUTION: This is a collection of my deepest thoughts and feelings. Half of it will NOT make sense to you. Handle with care, because this is my entire heart.... *Poured Out on Paper.*
