A light in the darkness
A gem among pebbles
What am I going to become without you?

My heart burns with agony
Knowing I will never hold your hands
Tears of sorrow
Every night
For the rest of my life

Only if I were to see you
What will make you know who you are to me?
Again, what will make you know who you are to me?

You are the fantasy I cannot chase
The soulmate I will never know
The companion of my dreamed journey
That will never come about

You are the guardian Angel meant for me
That will never be there for me
To protect me from my darkest demons

O Losty
My Love,
What did I do to deserve this?
Why must we be apart?

Losty.  Go buy a lottery ticket.

This is your lucky day.

Why is it that people who build suspension bridges go to engineering school, people who perform surgery go to medical school, people who produce/direct movies go to film school, but every maudlin feep with a keyboard fancies himself a poet?

Boru

maudlin lo tawdlin'

ere emojoi doth surcease

and vistas elate

Haiku too . . .

Kitteh haiku:

Rather proves me point, dunnit?

Boru

(December 28, 2015 at 7:49 pm)MysticKnight Wrote:

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A light in the darkness
A gem among pebbles
What am I going to become without you?

My heart burns with agony
Knowing I will never hold your hands
Tears of sorrow
Every night
For the rest of my life

Only if I were to see you
What will make you know who you are to me?
Again, what will make you know who you are to me?

You are the fantasy I cannot chase
The soulmate I will never know
The companion of my dreamed journey
That will never come about

You are the guardian Angel meant for me
That will never be there for me
To protect me from my darkest demons

---

O Losty
My Love,
What did I do to deserve this?
[...]

My guess is - something like this creepy-a*s sh*t right here...

Really, dude? You could not have used a PM? 

(December 30, 2015 at 9:54 am)Homeless Nutter Wrote:

(December 28, 2015 at 7:49 pm)MysticKnight Wrote:

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A light in the darkness
A gem among pebbles
What am I going to become without you?

My heart burns with agony
Knowing I will never hold your hands
Tears of sorrow
Every night
For the rest of my life

Only if I were to see you
What will make you know who you are to me?
Again, what will make you know who you are to me?

You are the fantasy I cannot chase
The soulmate I will never know
The companion of my dreamed journey
That will never come about

You are the guardian Angel meant for me
That will never be there for me
To protect me from my darkest demons

---

O Losty
My Love,
What did I do to deserve this?
[...]

My guess is - something like this creepy-a*s sh*t right here...

O man you cracked me up.

If anyone wrote me a serious poem like this, I would never want to talk to them, way to be high expectations for one that will never be meant, two creepy as hell, eh, 3rd not genuine at all (the person is a fake).

But as a joke, it's suppose to sound exaggerated to the extent it's obviously not sincere. The memes by the way is her always mocking me. 

I think I turned those memes mocking me in good fun.  I think now she might even be too shy to give me a mocking meme because of this poem.