I don’t know what I lack
That prevents you from taking the next step.
I don’t know what I need to do
In order to make you realise how I feel in my hearts depth.
Is it about the man that I am
And that I am not your type.
Or is it about every other guy around
Who’s got your attention with all the hype.
You mean so much to me
That sometimes it literally makes me sick.
To the point where if anyone speaks against you
Their asses I want to kick.
I write countless poems hoping someday you’ll see
How strongly I feel about you and that we’re meant to be.
It’s not that I cannot move on
Believe me that is easy.
I’m scared I’ll never find someone like you,
Or feel the same way again.
I am who I am
This is me pouring my heart out.
But would you feel any differently,
If I tried to be a better man?