You are the night of my life, oh my love oh my dear blablabla

All nights that passed
I end up thinking of you

Night
is the quietest of all time
and the time when I am usually awaken

Do you know
it’s been three years since the first time I started to think about you
and that first time was
when I first saw you

Love at first sight, huh?
how great is it?
yeah
you my dear

Then it became such a problem
cause it grows bigger and bigger every night
until I don’t know when

Should I end this?
I surely hope can do
but
it is not me to decide
my heart does

Yesterday
I slept at 7 pm
and wakes up at 3 am
still
never miss the part when I’m missing you

I wonder
why should I let this permanent-melancholy-love-feeling-that-becomes-pain eating me?
you know how pathetic I am
when I say

“IT’S BETTER TO FEEL PAIN, THAN NOTHING AT ALL”

Well
the sentence doesn’t come out from my mouth
it’s a line from “Stubborn Love” by The Lumineers

Hey wait
is this still a poem?
I don’t know
is it ever a poem?

***

(Love is a really strong word as you may know
and it’s kinda hard of using this when I said “love at first sight”
it was an attraction, I believe
nothing such “love at first sight” ever exists
you are just attracted, idiot!
wake UP!

When it lasts long
then you can call it “it”)