I Never understood how she could mean that many to me.
How she could manage to make me think about her.
To talk her into being mine
destroying my insecurities along the way.
Carrying doubt in my shoulders
faith in yours
ur smile on my head
ur head on my hand
ur hand in my face
more than just a feeling
ur my reason of being.
Alejandro Velez
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-reason-of-being/
