Love Sick
Cross my “T’s” and heart my “I’s”
Making things perfect for him
Drawing the hearts with the arrows
To make it cute for him
Underlining the important things
To let him know I love him
Wondering if he will pay attention
Wondering why I care so much
But you see, I can’t help it
When you are in love
You don’t want to help it
All you want is him
Hoping he will somehow help it
Wondering if he loves me too
Wondering how it hurts and why
So I sit and write for him
Hoping that he is out there somewhere
Listening to what I have got to say
(and hearing that I love him) because to me somewhere
deep down I want him to see
that someone, somewhere
Love him and is proud to say she is his
But I still wonder and I still hope
That he reads what I’ve written and
Understands what I’ve wrote
That it wasn’t what was said but how it was said.
Hopes he understands that I only come around once and that I choose him
Through my fears and my tears
I took that leap of faith
Where will I land?
How long will I fall?
Will he be at the bottom to catch me?
Do I need him there?
What would I do with out him?
What if I never met him?
So many questions
Not enough answers
So many choices
Not enough directions
So many voices
But no one who is loud enough
So I write and write
Until the world makes sense
Until wars have stopped and all is left is the word
Words full of passion
Words full of hope
Words full of love
Words that touch the moon and stars
Words that make a heart sing with praise
Words that can carry themselves
Words that are no longer empty
BUT FULL OF LOVE!
I LOVE YOU
-Phila Rose Lewis
