A Devotion of More than A Mess Left from Last Words Written by the Author of an Untouched Book

it's pointless to say, you're making me happy
live
analytical
self obsessed
human

it's pointless to tell the world you're making me live again
fully
completely
thoroughly
senselessly

you've burdened me with your past mistakes
words
worlds
hopes
dreams

you've decided I am all you've ever wanted
dreamed of
hoped for
wanted
needed

well truth be told, you are the fix to this broken mold
now something can come of me that you have swung my way
I live every moment to be able to say
you have the last hands I ever want to hold

well the truth is what almost ruined us
now something selfish to say of me is that I don't want anyone else to meet you
I live every song I write you for me to have goals for the ones that are two
you have the best heart for holding on through all the fuss