Her Poem by Austin Williams

I went to school, again, as usual
but different, very different
that was after i woke up
again as usual,
but different very differnet.
I remember.....how it used to be
I got up, for her, school was her
after school is what remains because it is her
life became her, and her is amazing
her is still what I wake up for but do not get to see,
her is what I suffer through school for but do no get to hold
Her is what make weekends so worth it, but so far away
Her is all I want lately, and when she talks to me nothing else matters
I am in her world now
everything her says takes me deeper
everytime her looks at me I see everything ive ever wanted in something so beautiful I did not know it existed
I am mesmerized by her and thoughts of use togethere
daydreaming of us together even while we are together
of the future in which it is just us, hand in hand, lip to lip, losing the world as we run away
I come back to reality still with her but not as close
All my fantasies of her with happy endings happy results from taking her hand and pulling her close,
and my reality paused by fear of rejection
even when im hers and she is mine I am scared and confused as to why something so amazing, would waste time on something such as myself
the daydreams come again to push back the tears, the stress, my hand that had reached for hers, and I sit back and enjoy them
Her is all I want, the only thing I care about, and the one thing I am afraid to lose.
Her is my kriptonite, my love, my imagination, my stars, my angel, my heaven, and life without her is my hell
I am hers and as long as I breathe she is my everything