Poetry

What do I do? I still love you It’s just part of who I am Can’t deny it, can’t change my hand I’ve put up walls, paper thin But you've torn them down time and time again You don’t have to say a single word Silence speaks more than soliloquies ever could Your eyes write me poems, your gaze still sings me songs, the way you steal my glances, like you stole my heart, somehow never feels wrong Your hands painted portraits on my skin, your touch is a memory where I go over and over again If I could change the marks you left on this heart, maybe I’d feel the same as I did before, but how could i after being yours We’ve ended things 100 times, still come back like we never did Same ole same ole, round and round again I wish I could say I could let you go But I don’t think that’s true Not when I think of how it feels to love you Your eyes write me poems, your gaze still sings me songs, the way you steal my glances, like you stole my heart, somehow never feels wrong Your hands painted portraits on my skin, your touch is a memory where I go over and over again If I could change the marks you left on this heart, maybe I’d feel the same as I did before, but how could i after being yours Let the moment write like pen on paper Cursive memories made like a love letter Written in time, forever I wanna know what’s on that mind I think about it all the time Your eyes write me poems, your gaze still sings me songs, the way you steal my glances, like you stole my heart, somehow never feels wrong Your hands painted portraits on my skin, your touch is a memory where I go over and over again If I could change the marks you left on this heart, maybe I’d feel the same as I did before, but how could i after being yours If I could change the marks you left on this heart, maybe I’ d feel the same as I did before, but how I could i after being yours