I Love You, My Pen Hates You

I'm beginning to feel again,I don't know what to do I've shut off for my feelings for so long, I think I need some help The weird thing is, I had something with me, when I thought I was by myself I might love you, but my pen hates you Start my day by picking up my pen and writing my new thoughts No one or nothing can disturb me Lately I've been writing less and falling short My pen is telling me that you're not worth me I do nothing but write, its all I've ever known Now I'm always replying to you, when I hardly use my phone My pen goes missing when I place it down for a second My pen is telling me that choosing you is something I'll end up regretting I've snapped my pen in half, threw it against a wall and it stayed But a kiss from you feels better than when I write on a page I owe my life to my pen, considering it saved mine I'm just a poet in love with a mixed heart and great mind You'll get mad if I write a poem about heartbreak and past relationships I write because I love it, look at my pad, there isn't a page I miss My pen has been there through thick and thin Why should I be made to choose between you and my pen Why can't I have you both? I can survive without you, but I'm not sure I can without my pen full of ink But I want to keep you close Can I be a Poet while also being your Prince? My pen is jealous that I have someone new in my life I can hold you while also thinking of poems to write I can't give up the thing I love for the person I love I'll continue to hold my pen while also giving you a hug I'm beginning to feel again,I don't know what to do I've shut off for my feelings for so long, I think I need some help The weird thing is, I had something with me, when I thought I was by myself I might love you, but my pen hates you