Allegro.

I have hand written you
a half dozen half-hearted love letters,
With no intention of you ever reading them because they weren't good enough.
I have practiced what I could say to you
In two different languages,
But when I get the chance to say it...
I choke.
I forgot what it was like to feel this way.
So, I'm going to try again
And maybe you can hear me over the stuttering, mumbling, short circuting fool I become in front of you.
You are so beautiful.
For as hardened as you come off
I know there exists a hopless romantic behind your nonchalont exterior.
And I know the only way to reach you,
Is to plead my case to him.
I know you have been broken.
I can see it in your face when you look at me sometimes.
I can taste it when your lips touch mine.
I know that you keep me at arm's length
because you're afraid of hurting me.
I also know,
That I am dangling from a string,
Waiting for you to give me word to let go.
I know that I am standing right in front of you, telling you that I want you, and no one, no reason, and not even the weather can change my mind.
I know that I may suffer.
I know that I may hurt.
I know that I can handle those things.
I also know
That I am selfish and impatient.
But for you, I would stand through it all. Because I feel more alive when I'm with you.
So don't let me walk away,
If this is what you want.
I told you once that I wouldn't wait forever,
But I can't bring myself to walk very far.
I can't promise you that it's going to always be rainbows and butterflies,
But I can promise you,
That I will stand by your side,
Take your hand,
And never look back.