Love poems

Time Does Not Exist

Poetry 
The first time I saw your face
My heart sank into my chest 
It fell into my stomach!

My eyes could not believe the sight 
You took over my entire being 
No one else had any meaning.

How could I be so lucky?
You just fell into my life 
On one of the worst nights. 

I could get lost in you, 
Like you could get lost in me, 
It’s been years now and -  

My feeling only grows deeper. 
If there was ever a time I was not sure, 
It’s not today. 

I made some mistakes 
But still, I cannot ever replace you. 


I don’t want to go back and forth 
Or waste any more time. 
It is easy to see 

That you should be mine. 

I am addicted to your mind. 
When I look into your eyes 
I feel like I am home. 

This is where I want to be and this is where I will stay. 
Only if you let me. 
Just let me stay, 
I’ll be with you forever. 



I will never leave your side. 
You mean more to me than most, 
And more than you will probably ever know!

My words written can never explain. 
They will never portray! 

It would be impossible to capture how I feel. 
Trying to catch that feeling and make it tangible, 
Just to show you that it's real. 

It can’t happen. 
I just need you to believe 
In the chemistry. 

When I’m with you 
Time Does Not Exist. 
You always notice the little things. 

The important ones. 
You remember. 
Can you be yourself with me? 
I can with you. 

It’s hard to do with others, 
But they don’t matter now. 
Focused. 
We are focused. 

When you smile at me 
I know what it means. 

With you, everything feels different. 
It feels right. 
Let me keep you forever,
Brilliant. 

Like a bright light. 
You showed me how to love again, 
And how to be a friend. 

In the darkest times, 
My soul was lost. 
Now it has been found. 
To you, I owe many things.
A teacher and a lover. 
A true best friend. 

Let me keep you forever, 
For me, there is no one better.  

Sweet as honey.  
I Love you endlessly because 
With you it's always sunny.

He Knew

Experiences, Poetry 
He knew she was beautiful. 
Clearly, he could see. 
But her beauty is not all he saw. 
What he saw, made him stand out to her. 
What he saw, made himself in return, be seen. 
It made her look. 
She knew. 

He saw much deeper than the surface. 
He saw inside of her. 
The mystic that was her soul. 
The darkness that was her heart. 
The brilliance that was her mind. 
He knew that those other superficial things, 
That existed in their world,
Meant nothing to her. 

Somehow, nobody could really see her. 
Unless it was him. 
She was all alone. 
Unseen. But no, not to him. 
Only he had the eyes 
That had the power to see, 
Her visionary and gallivant spirit. 
The wandering and traveling force 
That was buried inside of her 
From the weight of 
All the things.  
She loved him for that. 

She loved him for the way that he could see her. 
Like nobody else could. 
He knew.