I (It's All About Me)
Imagine you think you could be so sad.
And you hear my voice and you smile.
So angry and in a split second filled with laughter.
Feel so sleepy knowing I am there you are full of energy.
You think that is impossible? ? ? For me it is possible.
I was once told we might not be,
For a little while I explored this dreaded fatality.
Correction.... possibility.
More so I find out it is UNKNOWN to my dictionary.
At the end of every conversation,
I dwell upon my intention.
I want to be your first and last,
So obvious it is going to be a great, big task.
I do not mind,
I think I'll do just fine.
At the end of every conversation my exact words,
I Love You.
Still keeping the faith in terms of me and you.
I never had the opportunity to can't stand the things you do.
I don't ever want to experience hating you.
With you there is no obsession,
Just admiration.
I love you my record isn't stick.
I just have it on repeat.
Right now you are confuse,
But it will never deteriorate what I feel and see in you.
I am your everything.
I say it with little assurance.
That is a lie because I know,
But I want to come to you humble.
I am being bold.
That's what happen when you with all your heart and soul.
poem by Anita Khelawan
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