Crow In Love

Stop! Stop the presses! Halt, please listen to me I have an announcement! I think...I think I'm in love If only there was a crowd to tell, a mountain to shout from but all who can hear are invisible, imaginary my guardian angel, a fleet of canaries Dear angel, if you exist, contact the Big Guy upstairs and recite a long thank you letter from me The night of mine from the day's past couldn't have ended much grander It was the briefest of moments, a small component an hour of my life I don't want back please, oh please let the memory stay intact for I awake a happy hero in a glorious dance of praise in a rush to see the face I wish to confess every emotion shower her with blankets and blankets of compliments I have no words to begin for she is beyond a being in mere human form She is so much more I swear I could compare her to the ocean for she makes me feel like, yes, she belongs to the world but I, only I have been given the confirmation to swim to her shores instead of adrift at sea in her trickery amongst the misfits of her standards who bob for air as she drowns them in traps and games like they have a chance to win her heart and yet in a night, in one night she has stolen mine All it took was but an hour but an hour and she didn't do much I without a word for the most part just stared into her eyes, my own little prize but she had my soul in the palm of her hands was that her goal? My lungs made of coal were on fire as I struggled to breathe she could tell I was nervous full of butterflies on the inside while I played the role of the weird guy making faces and an utter fool of myself all to see, to hear her laugh to hear a symphony of bells as she spoke to hear the calm as she laughs a laugh so inviting, so conniving Mischievous, yes she is beyond strong vibrant eyes but I couldn't care...am I alive? I feel like I'm full of helium, lifting off the ground floating till I touch the sky Is she heaven, can heaven really be one person? can heaven live in one person? I can't think, she melted my brain I'm freaking out, the anxiety is kicking in an hour wasn't enough for me I wanted more time, I wanted 5 more minutes just 5 more minutes or maybe one more hour I have no one to tell this to, even if I did would they believe me? The adult budding inside of me, maturity sides with the adults probably reading this right now 'You don't know what love is, you're much too young 15, you're a teenager, you're driven by lust it is a must you don't trust the impulses you imagine thus' You don't understand, this isn't lust She turns my heart to dust with one stare and a smile, she controls my footsteps to follow her nearly anywhere to drop what I'm doing even if it's only to say one thing to stare off into space and wonder what she's doing to