I
I am- wait, who even am I?
I don't know and I can't decide.
Who I am, inside or outside,
For my heart is no-longer mine,
And my mind will slip away in due time,
Due to love and it's devious crimes.

Slowly but surely, I'm losing me.
And I don't think anybody, understands or sees,
The pain of romance & loving to the tee.
Now my heart and mind need a new lease,
So I'll be making new one and i'll ask of you please,
To listen to me and my poetic story.

Love, I've long written enough about you,
So there's not much for me to really say,
But please can you rest, with bugging me all day.
And I no-longer wish to be your love puppet too,
For you treat me as nothing but a lovestruck fool,
You're right but I'm no fool, just lovestruck and feeling blue.

Romance, you're even worse, but you have your moments.
And I like you for them, even she if doesn't
When we brush hands or brush shoulders
You spark specifically at those moments
For that, I'll give you a free pass token
So please spark again, because now I miss them
For I love the feelings, you pour into my heart,
When she speaks & I lose my mind, forgetting where to start.
© Luciano