Poem- Ida Amgine; Valentine
Ida Amgine. Valentine.
February 14th, 2009 I Babble, I Spit* But Nothing Makes Sense My Heart is Twirled Up My Heart Is Past Tense I Try To fit Words To The Thoughts I don't think I Try To Move on But Can't Break This Kink Words lose all meaning Can't describe How I Feel My Heart beats fast My chest hard as steel. I feel cramped in my body Yet I have too much room My emotion’s a paradox Of My impending doom. No danger to my life No danger to my Heart Just Danger of Regrets Of something I can't Start I want so badly to meet you So badly to just talk But I Can't Even Bring My Legs Over there, to Just Walk I Avoid Your Pictures I’m Struck Down by Your Beauty My Heart Stops every Glance When I look at you Cutie I Can't Help But Be Scared I have Never felt this way Not from friends or Lovers Not from any other Day I’m Scared to Admit That this could be Love at first sight I don't wanna weird you out Or give you a Fright I Know Its Not Love But still I dream so I want you in my life As a friend, not foe Let’s Start at the beginning Let’s see where it goes Let’s Start With A phrase That Everybody Knows Let’s Start With a Smile Let’s Start With A Handshake Lets With Start With the Truth And Nothing That's Fake Lets Be Friends Here Out Maybe More Someday But Before We Part I Have More to Say You're The Most Beautiful Girl I've Seen My Heart Tells Me This My Soul screams It Out My Eyes Are in Bliss So I'll Cherish This Moment When Our Lives Intertwined You’re A Picture Perfect Girl I Hope You Don't Mind So Enough With The Prequel Enough With the End There’s Still A few Words That I need to Send Hi, My Name Is Johnny And I'm Mr. Right Aka Prince Charming Or Your Own Black Knight Sure I'll Be Your Friend But I Will Not Lie I Want You As My Own And Me, Your Own Guy So Either Tell it To Me Straight Or Nothing at all Can I Be Your Best Friend Or Can We Just Fall? Fall In Love Fully With Each Other Of Course You Bring Your Beauty And I Bring My White Horse So The question Is out there I'll Wait For It Too Be It months or years I wait just for you So the end of this poem Is right now, right here I have no more to say now But Plenty to fear If you should reject me I Guess It’ll Be Fine But before I go Now Will You Be My Valentine?
*Spit: A slang term for raping. I thought of changing it but nothing else felt right… Just to be clear. This IS about ONE SINGLE GIRL I met, and it will always be about her. No one else.
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