Written by Destiny Bergeron
She picks up my notebook~
And opens to an unknown page in my heart~
looks up with those magnetic brown eyes and ask~
which one is about me?
I just laugh, shake my head and say~
which one isn’t~
her eyes get really big~
as she fans through 350 pages~
she says you’re kidding~
I close the notebook and warn her~
you might not like it~
I don’t say much~
I try to show my love~
by the actions I make~
Just saying it is cliche~
I must make my feelings for you tangible in some way~
whether it’s a kiss, my sincerity or in a bunch of nicely arranged sentences~
the energy created when we are connected~
is the blood of poetry~
Combined with our star-crossed faith~
how we drift apart and together again~
against life’s wind~
no poet could resist~
writing about it~
So go ahead keep reading~
And you’ll see~
how you feed~
the Shakespeare in me~
Make me strive to be a better me~
You break my heart when you leave~
You’ll see my insecurities~
the fear of you realizing you’re so much better than me~
That you might find someone who more evenly matches your astonishing beauty~
You’ll see, How I hide these fears, In fear that you’ll think less of me~
The words I never say~
In respect of our love~
I put my fears on a page~
instead of questioning our trust right to your face~
It’s not your fault they are my insecurities~
They stay in my notebook where no one else can see~
Worded Warrior 