Could it be Love?
Currently, in my adolescent stage
I find it easy to communicate via words on a page
I'm not saying that I cannot eloquently speak
for in my youth my charisma is at it's peak
but this piece is not written to admire myself
it's for you the one who makes my heart melt
I've fallen deeply in love with your brain
when you go I have this gutwrenching pain
you are constantly floating through my mind
I suspect you to stay there, idle until the end of time
But am I keen on you or a mere memory
of what we used to be
but let's not start, to fall apart
our beaten pathes have crossed once more
is this a sign to rekindle our past amour
you have stuck with me and I with you
this fact is one we both try to hide
jusr for a meager sense of pride
a fallacy to keep our heads up high
this may be our fatal demise
as we grow our ego's are on the rise
so before my head is fully inflated
I'm overcome with conviction and it must be stated
when you're around I become elated
I surrender my heart to you for all that i'm worth
as I gaze deep into your eyes; I see the ultimate prize
which is you, my beautiful angel on earth