Why do I hold on?
Every touch
Every smile
Your beauty and grace
Keeps me coming
Your support and non-judgment
Oh how I love
Talk about false hope
For I keep spiraling
As I tell myself
Move on, tis just a crush
And yet here I am
Holding on to this thought
LikeĀ a kid on a shooting star
Can I just let go?


If only you knew
How much I smile
In ways it’s a gift
But you wouldn’t know

Only so many
Reccieve a smile
One in genuine companship
And you sir
Are one of the few

When I wake
Chriping birds and sun
Place the first upturn
But when I see you
My smile lasts all day
All the bad is washed away