In this world of heartbreaks and pain,
I find solace in your poems,
Filled with love, so pure,
Devotion, that seems unreal,
It’s in your words, I lay my hook,
Tell myself, “Life can be a beautiful book.”
Oh man, your words shake my core,
Heal my heart, when it’s sore,
While the world is filled with brutality,
Your words protect me from insanity.
As I read your poems, and re-read them,
I tell myself, “Not all stories are the same.”
I kinda started to believe,
That true love do exist.
But now there’re tears in my eyes,
As my heart slowly breaks,
I read all the Nicholas Sparks books,
None got to me like,
A sad poem by you.
Hey, man! You alright?