Poems From The Heart - Bridge Over Troubled Water

I get this irritation when I start to think of you.
It is my situation and the choices that I choose.
My conscience has got me guessing at what will happen next
because I'm messing with a taken guy and its real complex.

I know I'm doing wrong but it's your decision too.
Therefore, our affair's prolonged and it makes me quite confused.
Because you take me like you want me and we play, and joke, and laugh.
But it's fake because at school you don't even speak to me as you pass.
Our relationship is funny, are we lovers or just friends?
I love our "relations" honey, but what happens when it ends?
My fire burns deep inside when we are together.
In public I put that flame aside, it's really for the better.

When I see you walking with your girl, it makes me want to fight.
But then I know you'll be mine later, so everything's alright.
Because when we get together I get this unorthodox feeling.
It's like you've captured me with your extraordinary sexual healing.
I see your intentions clearly because I know how to spot game.
That's all you want from me and so our motives aren't same.
You're using me…even abusing me.
But it's cool. I know exactly what you're doing to me.
So I go with the flow and keep us on the hush…
(You don't know the things I dream about you at night make me blush.)
I'm embarrassed about how I'm taken aback over some one who isn't mine.
But if you are meant for me, it will happen in due time.

Damn, you just don't understand how my love for you is killing me
And yet I still walk into the magic of your fingers willingly.
I'm spellbound by you because you are such a rare find.
A guy like you in this world is truly one-of-a-kind…
and your girl is the lucky one, that's why she can't get enough.
But I see a bridge over troubled water and I'm just not giving up.

You're the PERFECT "Valentine", and you know that is true.
Because you show it in the way you talk and the things you do.
I don't know where this is headed, so I'll just enjoy the ride….
until I can't take the pressure any more and our zeal has finally died.

by:Kelvalyn Arbizu