When You Come Around Poem by Britt Sahlin

Looking at you I see the cutest man, so vulnerable I could cry.
I say to my self that 'm gonna break you to bits.
But the truth is you're gonna make it good.
And your anger towards me is gonna make you fly harder and faster away than ever.

Then you open your mouth to speak and the image is gone.
You're so stupid and all those words and acts and thoughts...
I'm not me no more, when you come around, and open your mouth.

Then I'm no longer myself.