I could write, The greatest love song, Sonnet or poem about you, But it wouldn't matter, Because you wouldn't know. That these words, Written from my pen, Were meant for your eyes, And only yours. So there's no reason, To waste my time, Stringing together words, Without meaning, For someone, Who doesn't know I exist. But here are the words, Written to a melody, That you and I dance, too. A song that I can stop, Listening to on repeat, As every word and line, Reminds me of you, And my mind plays a movie, Of your smile, Over and over, As the seams, Of my reality blur, In the desire, For a woman, Who belongs to another. It is the same story, And it will end the same way, Her with him, Me without her, And she loving him, As I reach deep down, To hold myself closer, Because I am all that I have. So, there's no song, Or Sonnet, Just words, Staining a page, For someone else to read, Cause her eyes, Will never see these words. #nitejokertn #shoeboxpoet #tennesseewriter #poetryjava #tennesseeauthor #indiepoetry #indieauthor #poems #poets #poet #poetry #poetrycommunity #tennesseepoetry #picturepoetry https://www.instagram.com/p/Cc4NzsbsQOp/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=