Don’t be alarmed
if evil blooms
where you sowed
your gentlest good.

Not all earth
welcomes roots
some soils rot
what should have stood.

So plant with love,
but learn the ground,
for even light
can be misunderstood.

I try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
And try
But still
I'm not
Enough

Will I ever be
The lover that inspires
Your poetry?

Will I ever be
the one
You cherish on paper?

The love I want is where the girl jumps and gives me a hug where I almost fall because she didn't see me for a long time.
The love I want is being able to be me and not having to worry.
The love I want is where I can sit and cry while being held.
The love I want is where I'm not used.
The love I want is the girl is obsessed with me.
The love I want is being able to play games with the girl that loves me.
The love I want is that kind of love.