Wise Men

I do hope you’re doing fine.

Next thing you know the next college semester is just around the corner.

You stir butterflies in my heart and you make it pump a lot faster.

I wish for you on stars that used to light up the sky and sometimes in the middle of the night, I’d dream that I was kissing you.

Your smile lights up like lightning in the skies when it’s pitch black, lighting up a fire within a tiny spark.

You look almost like you knew me from the inside out.

You were my way out and all the time, I still think you’re the one.

You’re the only sane thing on my mind and I can’t stay to watch you burn yourself to ashes.

You pick up faster than most and I don’t think anyone knows it was you I’m writing about.

You may think about me.

But this is why they say wise men never fall in love; or so they say.

But that doesn’t mean you love me does it?