What's Before Me All Along Poem by Perry Campanella

She's no longer my sweetest friend
feelings, of knowing there must be something more,
something, invades my mind, sparks never end
eched onto my brain, lureing me, I'm certain, sure

continually, she sees me as her lover,
isn't it all so extra-ordinary, how things- Greatfull,
matters of a heart, turn-out from friend to, my love
at such a time of troubles, to when it's O' so right

Before, I was full of more heart-akes of nowhere,
clinging to emptiness along love found or lost,
ready to be alone with life, endless fear so near,
once fond soul, greatfull for what's before me all along