lmnopoeia

Before I begin I would like to let you know…

Everything I say is about you.  Nothing I can ever say can make any sense.  Every time I smile I smile for you.  Whenever I cry I cry about what I don’t have for you.  When I see things they inspire me to be well for you.  When I’m clouded by thoughts that distract me, they distract me from thinking of you.  If I die, I die.  But if I live, I live for you.  When I grow old I will grow wise knowing you.  When I grow weak I will still be strong for you.  My will is the will to be with you.  My desires are both for and of you.  But nothing, nothing I can ever say can make any sense.  I have arbitrary thoughts supported by arbitrary actions though I’m grounded by the ground beneath you.