I met you at your worst but even then i knew you were the best thing to ever happen to me. You looked at me with so much fear in your eyes, as if girls were sharp curves and nice words entirely made up of deceit and lies. I glanced back in an utter confusion wondering if i had come at the wrong time; was i waiting in an endless line? Suppose you & i had crossed paths first and you loved without caution and fear of being hurt. That is what i vow to do, i plan to do the impossible and not erase, but reverse time for you. You're going to trust again, trust me. I promise to wait in this line, no matter how endless it may be, because with patience comes greatness and with you that is all see

(s.m)

I have a secret,
One I like to keep.
A little secret about me.
I love poetry,
But few know how I have a love for words not just the ones I write but the ones that beautifully, artistically flow.
The ones that make me want to cry and make my jaw drop and remind me of how much I've lost.
Words that astound me because they sound as if they were my own, expressing exactly what I feel and yet written by someone completely unknown.
Poetry does that and also allows me to spill my heart out without a filter and express my very deepest thoughts.
I want to keep secret what I've discovered about myself.
Because I'm afraid if others knew the magic would be lost.