Searching for the perfect words,
keep coming up short.
You are my perfect nerd
in a world I tend to distort.
The ringing in my ears
the sweat pouring from my pores
a beating heart bleeds a thousand tears
each time you come knocking on its door.
“I’ll love you for a thousand years
and I’ll love you for a thousand more”
I stumble, fumble, crumble and learn
each time you come knocking at my door.
In a world I tend to distort
For me you stay alert.
A target a bullseye on my hearts door
A landing pad and comfort.