English Poetry

What more can I say…

What did you do to me, I can’t think clearly this week,
you make me nervous, I feel the butterflies, I feel weak.
You don’t know, but you captured me from the first time I saw your face,
it was just a moment, but a moment filled with grace.

Your name was carved in my heart with the sharpest knife,
I saw you and I knew, you will be the love of my life.
The sun is gone and the rain is pouring all day long,
I sit in my room writing something for you, a romantic song.

Why is it so hard to tell someone the feelings inside?
Why is it the best way, to try and hide…
Nothing really matters anymore, I just sit and wait
the time passes by and it’s starting to be so late.

Do you really know what you did, you criminal?
From a girl that was happy, you turned me into a shadow.
Why, are you happy now because of that notion?
Do you feel better, do you feel a slight satisfaction?

Nothing really is left unsaid, I just fade away
(even though I hate that) I love you,
what more can I say….

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