All the thoughts in my head,
Have always led to this.
The never-ending question:
Are you worth the risk?
If I tell you these few words,
Will it cause anger, confusion, sadness?
Or will you accept the challenge,
And together we'll be filled with gladness?
Let's wreak havoc together.
You be Bonnie, I'll be Clyde;
Or we can be Stevonnie,
The result of when love and joy collide.
Here comes a thought.
Can you answer this, Miss?
Do you see us together?
Am I worth the risk?
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Into The Night Sky: The Hopes, Dreams, and Thoughts of A Hopeless Romantic
PoetryMany of us have the feeling that love doesn't love us. For love interests and significant others, we often leave with words left unsaid, messages and letters not sent. Sometimes when we look into the night sky, we can see our emotional whirlwind. We...