My life, in shambles without you.
I see your reflections whenever the air tickles me.
Can we exchange hearts?
Can we echange memories just for a minute to know the thought of you that floods me?
Not complete, but exactly that which completes me.
Generations to come will say, "This poet is a liar", if I am to put words in describing how infinite you are because, no amount of words fit.
I honestly did not know you were going to be this important to me when I first met you.
In your eyes, I find the answers to my questions.
In your eyes, I can see my dream reflections.
On the drifting shores, it was haven when we kissed.
I am overwhelmed, for this feeling is new.
My Love, my world, my life.