all I am is a basket case full of phobias

like a chameleon

I'm more comfortable in a different skin
than my own color

hiding between

trying to live my life

and

trying to run away from it

and like a chameleon

courage isn't my forte

I run to the thought of losing you

because I believe 

you're all I want

and all I want is you
I see your name

above those special nights

I feel it inside

to give you my heart

and just do you right

so

don't ask me

if I'll still be around in 5 years

ask me

if I want to be around 

and my answer will always be yes
so long as I haven't ripped

every single piece of you

out of my smile
and get a Facebook notification

about you and your new boyfriend

I will carry you

like briefcase filled with my bad habits

I will tie your arms to my reveries

and auction you

to my fondest memories

because with you

I want that crazy kinda love

that reckless kinda love

forget that shallow stuff

I want that every time I see you I fall to pieces kinda love

that no matter what happens you'll get the best of me kinda love

that you are my destiny kinda love

I want love

I want you to kiss my lips until I can no longer breathe

and I'll write poems about you that could fill libraries
but you need to understand
that every now and again

my pencil breaks when I write 

about how you have the audacity

to be beautiful even on days

when everything around you is ugly

just to remind us that love isn't as easy as one, two and three

but my mother once told me

that when you find the perfect woman

you do whatever it takes

to make sure

she's next to you