In the Air

In the Air
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Im breaking down,
Im crying,
I miss you in my life,
Come on,
Give me something,
Notice me,
I dont know what i can do anymore,
And now im alone and looking out,
And im waiting on the end,
For you,
How extreme will i need to be,
To get you to notice me,
From the summer air,
To the winter chill,
I can barely bare
This tough hill,
This giant obstical,
In the way from me getting you,
I will change, for you,
For myself, because when i get you, my life will be complete,
A giant relief
I sigh, as i look into the sky,
Breathing in your air,
Turning rosy red in ectasy and nervousness,
A slight bonus,
Would be for you to be rosy too,
A new untrue venture,
For me to be with you.

~Daniel Chapman

Time Stops

Time Stops
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Time stops,
When i look into your eyes,
I can see your dorky side,
Quarky side,
Your compassionate,
Your charasmatic,
Your everything i look for,
Your everything i want,
Your perfect,
And when i look into your eyes,
I start to cry,
Because i can never have you,
A desired quotient,
Lifted high away from me,
All i can do is wait for you,
Wait for the moment when time stops,
Wait for the moment when Im important in your life,
And ill cover all bets,
That the moment this threats,
I wont be what you are to me,
Ill just be an obstical,
In your way, as you try to get by,
And if i know you cant get through,
Ill move, for you, As a way to impress you,
My wonderful dork,
With your annoying quarks,
But i will still love you,
Maybe one day when Time stops,
Youll love me to,
Because i can barely go on without you.

~Daniel Chapman

Here i Sit

This is one of my earliest poems ive written about a certain person, so here we go.

Here I Sit
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Here I sit, breathing,
Waiting for you to see me,
Standing here, Watching,
Wondering, Why?

Why are you able to do these things,
So inconspicuous,
So insignificant,
Yet its this power you have over me,
The ability to make me want you,
The ability to make me thing,
You are the only one for me.

So as I Sit here wanting,
Your over there breathing,
Not even knowing,
Without even trying,
To destroy me.

~Daniel Chapman

Promise

I know i havent posted in 4 days but i havent had a chance to write, so to make up for it, ill post 4 today.

I wrote this for my english class when we were talking about Emily Dickinson so here it is,

Promise
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You told me you' never leave,
The fact that you lied,
Hurt me, left me within a weave,
Of tangled lies, left behind,
For one to forever see.

I sit now in front of your grave,
I whimper as i start to breath,
Reminded of how,
You promised me,
How you would never leave me unable to see.

"You promised me!",
I cry as i look into the air,
Wishing i could see your golden hair,
Your shining face once more,
As i remembered it, before you left me,
Please?

I cant move along

Hmm, so this poem is a really bad one, the theme changes to drastically over the poem but i promised myself id write 2 poems everyday for the month of december, so here it is.

I cant move along
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I wish for you to,
Hold me close,
Hold me tight,
A salute of altos,
Lead to the daylight,
The backbite,
The foresight to our future together,
Within the bitter bite of the cold winter night,
To the sun drenched summer delight,
Of being in your arms,
Your beautiful charms
Hidden in your smile creeks,
The past of a lonely maverick,
The distant car horns,
Telling us to move along,
To get you out of my life,
A neverending strife
Ive been trying to acheive,
But i cant move along,
I cant say a " So long "
So go while you waste your day thinking,
While im just sinking,
Into a shallow pool of self misery,
Trying to keep myself busy,
Writing this poetry,
Barely,
Forcing myself,
Pushing myself,
To move along.

~Daniel Chapman

As To Why?

So i just got a resurgence of emotions from watching a video of someone dear to me and wrote another poem :

As To Why?
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Why cant i explain this,
Its at the tip of my tongue,
As to why?
Why your so captivating,
Exhilarating,
Hilarious,
Never afraid to make a fool of yourself,
Just to be with you by myself,
You know how to have a good time,
And not afraid of the why,
The why you do these things,
But i dont care, All those lemmings,
They just walk on with their dreary lives,
But im cast aside,
To notice you, To be akin to you,
But I love to ensue
Your acts, to follow along and misconstrue
Your actions, As if a cue
For you to pretend to care,
As long as im not there afterwards,
But we both know were just a bunch of nerds,
So as a final word of passing,
A sortve docking of my faulting,
Because even though its over,
I cant find my center.

~Daniel Chapman