What if
Right as I say
Good Night
you were going to send the response
that would've kept us talking
for hours

I never fell in love with you
I never developed feelings for you
It was never love at first sight

This is not a high school
type of love
At least, I don't think so
This is not an infatuation
This is not a drunken utterance

I think this
Is an everyday type of love
The love my parents had
The type of love that makes you say
"I found the one"
I know that I'm naïve
I know it hasn't been long
But sometimes you hold out hope

So
I never fell in love with you
My feeling hit me like a wall
That is much different from falling

I never developed feelings for you
Because my feelings for you
developed me into who I am
Only a short four months after meeting

It was never love at first sight
It was love at first word
At first touch
First hug
First kiss
First understanding

But I never fell in love with you

I am writing a poem
And it's about you
                             It started easy
                             Started simple
"I love you"s flowing out of me like they always do
             But it's been a few days
And the poem isn't writing itself
Like it normally would

What is
WRONG with ME?!

Is this writer's block?

Do I love you still?
                              Of course I do.
But I'm writing a poem
And its about you
                            It started easy, started simple, love flowing freely
But
      It's been a few days

And my poem isn't finished yet

Everything ends eventually
One day this thing we have
What I care so much about
Will be gone
Faded from paper like my words on day will
Pictures gone

But the memories the same;
A sweet summer day,
The sweet taste of you on my lips,
The casual brushing of hands
On cheeks.
Dear god, I will miss you

But I don’t even have you yet
I’m thinking about the end
Before it’s even begun
My mind goes through possibilities
Faster than reality can make them happen
Good
Bad
Better
Different
Gone

Everything ends eventually
You will soon leave me
As friends
As lovers
As whatever we were
Or would’ve been
God, I will miss you...

I want to write
In ways that make people feel
Ways that make people want
Ways that make people see
I want to write things that don’t make any sense
But that mean everything to someone
I want to write importantly
I want to write