I Wont Think The Same Again. Poem by John Underwood

I sit here at this desk,
Trying to think of nothing at all,
Hoping for the time to pass my mind,
In a race to the end,
But my mind is far ahead.
I wont think the same again.

I saw beauty turn to ash,
As it rained over my world.
I felt love turn to scorn,
Where are you..?
I don't care, I love you.
I wont think the same again.

Because,
I know your perfect.
A few flaws wont change that...
You make me perfect,
You make me forget my flaws.
Let me think the same again.