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Evidence Of A Hopeless Romantic

I'm a hopeless romantic.
Rich in romance.
Rich in love.
With no one to spend it on.

I pour my heart,
Into my lover.
My lover is gone,
Or under cover.

Hidden from my view,
In layers of truth,
Buried in self pity,
I'm not sure what to do.

Without him,
Without me,
I'm without a love,
For eternity,
It seems.

Only in my dreams,
I find him there.
My conscious dreams of life,
While into space I stare.

I'm in love with an idea,
I'm in love with a dream,
I'm in love with him,
In love with me.

I'm my one true love.
I'm in love with me.
Hopelessly falling for him,
It leaves me with no where to be.

I'm lost in love.
I'm lost in romance.
I'm lost in finding him.
In this painfully beautiful dance.

It hurts.
But, it's good.
It's real.
I wish he understood.

I wish he was here.
I wish he felt the same.
An idea evolved into reality,
Is still only a dream.

I'm devoted,
Too much so,
To the idea of him,
To surrender and growth.

I'm past the point,
Of losing myself in the idea.
I just want to show him,
What it's like to live again.

I'm hopelessly positive,
I'm romantically inclined.
I'm calmly searching to find,
The strength to possess in my mind.

What to say?
How to say it?
How will I show him,
That I truly mean it...

I'm searching, I'm yearning,
For the me I need to be,
To help him understand,
Life is better than what it seems.

I want him to know me,
Form his own opinion.
See the light in me,
I'm not the other women.

He's pulling me fervently,
I'm stuck in his gravity.
I'm spinning round and round,
Hoping he will find me.

I want nothing more,
Than to help him heal.
I want nothing more,
Than his thoughts to reveal,

To him that I'm the one.
To him that life is good.
That I am a silver lining.
That I am - only for him shining.

I live, I think, I breathe in love.
I know I'm her hopelessly so.
I wish he saw, I wish he knew,
The searching is over I am truth.

If he could just surrender,
To a belief of mine,
Dreams could become reality,
In the rubber band of time.

I was constricted by these beliefs,
Now I'm loose, I've been set free.
I'm secure, I'm calm, I'm confident.
In the truth of a belief in him and me.

I'm a hopeless romantic,
Devoted to his speech.
Saving up - all of my love,
For the day he will see what I see.

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