My conversation with love

You probably love my poetry more then the guy I used to be.

Wondering if we got together would I still be sweet and freestyle you poetry till you fall asleep.

Im writing this as if I know how you feel but when it comes down to it im just hoping for the best , cause im 

a nice guy just a lil under dressed.

I dont have much so I try to save every emotion , I try to save love.

If I could explain how I feel knowing you read this then it would mean a lot , a blessing.

Mentally you know my struggle and you can relate , but it doesn't change the fact we both dont give each 

other the time of the day.

If we met again and u asked me do I got a job , I would say " yes I am poet that writes love".

If we could put our memory's together in one book would you read it over and over? I would.

Dreams can turn to reality. so ive noticed lately that I think of you and me with romance finally.

With only 1 life its hard to decide to forgive and revive or to forget and let the past be trash.

Do you remember why you fell in love with me years ago. Because I remember that beautiful smile under eyes of passion that struck my heart wild.

Wakeing up early everyday sucked ,but didn't fade me cause you were wrapped in my arms all snug.

I remember us , and how it used to be. Each day that passes I pretend you still love me so at night I can at 

least Sleep.

Honestly pain has become normal to me and might help my music but kills my soul slowly.

Music can be better and more productive if when I made it I was actually happy.

You are the one I would do anything for , mirror of faith reflecting initials I cant ignore.