This is my confession:
I dreamt you took my hand and put it to your lips, kissing each fingertip
my only sigh was, 'Oh love me'
your eyes washed over me like a tsunami
he will never replace you
and I know the day is quickly approaching
remember we always said when we were older
and now here I am.
and though you said I was bad at painting
you called me beautiful and that was enough
Another, worse, confession:
today I picked up my phone
and decided I would send you a message
I would tell you everything in a 60-lettered
but I know that it would be wrong
to face a fear
and I only hope when you look at me
you still see the girl you fell in love with
because, I confess:
I see everything in you
and your whirlpool eyes
and my last confession:
this is truth.