Member Poem

You, you are a self-centered, loathing, two-faced bastard.
Period
You, you are a murderer. You make my heart explode and my lungs cease to breath. You are a snake. You squeeze the life out me and I yearn for every precious moment when our eyes meet, or when you touch me. 
Period.
Me, am I obvious or are you oblvious, are you blind or am I? Are you feeling the same way or is it just me, going down love's one-way street.
Period.
You, you put me beneath you. Every correction, you say it as if i'm not perfect. Am I not perfect for you?
Question.
When did you become my everything, the sediment at the bottom of my empty heart. No. Tell me the date for when you started smiling at me, like that. With that chaming smirk at the end of every crease next to your lips. Tell me when.
Period.
You could probably tell when I started to look away from your stare, smile whenever you did, or quiver at your touch. I am obvious. Too obvious. 
Period.
You, you changed my personality. You made me shy, scared that everything I do could be looked upon as a flaw. I have lots of those. I'm trying to figure out why you still look at me the same.
Period.
I am obvious. You, you are oblivious. 
Maybe someday you'll open your eyes