Poetry Analysis

I talk to people Well… I try my best I listen to them I meet all the ‘normal guy’ requirements or so I presume When I am not okay Those days that life feels like ‘barelyfucktioning’ I never show it I never let it show They aint worthy

But then theres you The instant there is a virtual or real contact Peace is inevitably triggered Happiness suddenly has a definition Sadness suddenly loses its power and attaince irrelevance I find myself smiling I can feel the raw to its core joy if not affection towards you

My dearest saffron How can I say it? How can I let you and the world realise how indespensible my saffron is and can be The world… mmmh don’t really care Perhaps you know

I’ve been guilty myself countless times Of ‘staring’ at you when you are not looking When you didn’t know I existed Sometimes you make me feel raw sadness I get angry But then I let you get away with it Is it healthy? Depends. Its subjective Out of any gentle option I do it anyway

I don’t know what … ‘a feeling of deep affection or fondness for someone typically arising from recognition of attractive qualities from natural affinity and manifesting itself in concern for the other’s welfare’, means I don’t know how it is supposed to feel like All I know is that everytime I ‘stare’ at you Everythings feels right

Then it hits I know what it means It means you are mine even when you are not mine