You are the most frustrating, stubborn, most fucking interesting person I have ever met. You drive me completely mad and I swear you fucking know it, too. But you give me strength when I need it the most, you make me a better human being and you are the only person who loves me in the whole world and that makes my heart sink. You've mad me laugh, held me when I've cried, lifted my spirits when I had no hope... You are damn near perfect. Imperfectly perfect, you are. Your flaws are not flaws, they are everything I love. I am completely, a hundred percent yours.

Oko Ninjah (babe...)

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I wish I could love you in public so people could see how much I'm in love with you. They should be jealous of what we contain in our hearts.

Oko Ninjah (fear of PDA)

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Pull me in like the moon Control the tides of my soul Send electric pulses to my body Then have them sink into my blood flow Hold my heart like a candle Like you’re scared the wax will burn your skin It won’t burn, I promise you It’ll just start to sink within I leave my mark on people But I want it to last with you I want it there forever Longer than a tattoo I want days, nights – The weekends and holidays I want trash TV, shitty movies I want the way you make me feel safe And your voice, your laugh The way that you feel I want you to yell at me, make me question myself So that I know that this shit’s real Kiss me like it’s our last Kiss me like it’s our first Kiss me and steal my breath Then love me and make it hurt

Oko Ninjah (shitty poem #00072981)

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I just fucking miss you I’ve been thinking ‘bout you day and night Wondering what you’re doing, who you’re with When I’m not by your side Do they make you laugh? Have they seen your gorgeous smile? Are you thinking about me, too? Or is ten minutes too long of a while? Don’t you think about me? Even if it’s been ten minutes? Probably not, it’s just me I’m just being fucking pathetic But, your laugh echoes in my head Yeah, your smile is locked in there, too It would take months, even years To go through the thoughts, I have of you Backwards and forwards Even upside down You’re the kind of person That I always want around Making smiles out of my frowns You really are fucking magic To lose you would be tragic To lose someone so majestic

Oko Ninjah (confessions from my amateur heart)

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There is something

That you should know

I want your beating heart

Right next to my soul

And if you feel it too

Then could you please let me know

Because if you don't

Then it's best to let you go

But if you do

Then, holy fuck

I have to get good

So I don't fuck this up

Because in the past

Well, I wasn't enough

But there's something about you

Yeah, something about your touch

It's got me paralyzed

And I just can't think

It's like I can't find

The right words to speak

And when you're gone

I'm just left here empty

But I guess that's love

It's just sweet misery

-Oko Ninjah (shit poem pt. I don't remember the number)

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I don’t know what love is

I honestly don’t

But if you were ever hurt

I think I’d go mental

I can’t say I love you

I don’t know what that means

But no matter what I go through

I’d like you with me

I can’t say those three words

Because I just can’t define

The way you make my heart hurt

And send a tremor down my spine

I can’t tell you I’m scared

Because if I ever did

I’d say when you’re not there

It’s like my chest is ripped open

See, you spin me in a circle

Yeah, that’s what you do

I see other people

But only really want you

I hate feeling this way

Because I haven’t before

I would never want to stay

But with you, I’d like more

I want the warmth of your hands

And the color of your eyes

But this wasn’t the plan

To fall in love with your sigh

Maybe there’s something wrong with me

I don’t know what to do

Because it’s like I can’t breathe

When I try to look at you

Have you ever felt that?

Like your chest is in knots?

It’s like your heart’s under attack

But then you feel it start to throb

I won’t say that it’s love

Because I know that it’s not

But she is who I think of

Even though I should stop

Love isn’t for me

I don’t deserve that

Just having these feelings

Feels quite bad

You can’t make me matter

You can’t make me care

Because if my heart were to shatter

There’d be no one there

So, I can’t say this is love

But even if it were

I wouldn’t be enough

And I would probably lose her

- Oko Ninjah (confessions from my amateur heart)

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You ever just have that feeling? I mean, like… It’s hard to look at her. How is someone that fucking beautiful? It doesn’t seem possible but it is. Because, there she is… Beautiful as fuck. It’s also hard to not look at her. Because she is so beautiful and amazing - it’s like if I don’t look at her.. Like, when I try to not look at her - I can’t. Because it feels like I might miss something. But if I do look at her.. It’s like, I could be so lost in her eyes that I’d still miss something. I didn’t know looking at someone, even not looking at someone would have so much meaning…

Oko Ninjah (confessions from my amateur heart)

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You ever just talk to someone? But, not really talk... Um, you're listening to them talk. Have you ever heard someone talk and you see their body language shift and facial expressions change? Because I love that about her. I love watching her talk and seeing her eyes light up and her smile widen than I've ever seen. I like how her voice goes from normal to a slight squeak because she's excited about something. To see her passionate about something and telling to me about it, wanting me to be involved in her passion - I love that. I really do. Because I don't know most of the things she's interested in but she's so passionate about it and the way she explains it to me is so lovely that it makes me want to go and find out more so we can have more conversations about it. Fuck, I really love that.

Oko Ninjah (I love the way she talks)

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You can never know... But I love you. I love everything I know about you and everything that I don't. I love how you make me feel. You can make my heart race at a hundred beats per second with one word or clench my heart with a different one. It's both exciting and excruciating all at once. You can never know that I love you or how much you mean to me because one of two things will happen... The first could be that you love me back and we start a relationship together... Then somewhere along the road I fuck it up or I let you down and I lose you. Leaving me empty. Or the second being that you don't love me back. Hell, you probably don't even like me. And I lose what I never had in the first place. Again, I'm left empty. Either way, I lose you. So I'd rather you not know. I'm writing this because yeah, you may read this but you honestly don't believe that there's just one woman I'm interested in, let alone you being that woman. I'm writing this because right now, it's the most honest thing I've written this year. I love you. I love you and the way you make me feel even though it scares the crap out of me. I love it... I shouldn't feel this way. I have no fucking right to feel this way. But I do. I've fallen for you harder than an egg from the top of the Empire State building. Maybe I'll get over this, maybe I won't. Maybe I should tell you. I should. I should tell you. Maybe I will. But... Maybe I should get some sleep and dream of a place where I actually deserve to feel this way, a place where I deserve you. Yeah, maybe I'll do that.

-Oko Ninjah (confession #562)

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She has dark hair. It's a dark brown color that's nearly black. But she has these bright brown eyed that I swear, they change colors when there's light in them. The way she talks makes my heart stutter. She could be talking about lollipops or pencils and I swoon every word she says. The way she laughs makes my body warm, like the way hot cocoa does on a cold night. She's thoughtful, kind, smart, beautiful, brave, funny, and so much more. Every time I see her, I feel like I've just opened a Christmas present and it's exactly what I wanted. I like her. I really like her. I want to kiss her and I want to hold her and I want to make her feel as important as she is to me. She's this incredible woman and all I want is to be with her.

Oko Ninjah (crush)

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You're everything I want. You're funny, kind, and intelligent. You're strong, beautiful, thoughtful, sexy, you're incredible - you're everything to me. You're the first thought when I wake up and the last thought before I go to bed. Your eyes are the only eyes I can literally get lost in. No, I'm serious. Like, sometimes you think I'm just phasing out and staring at you. But it's because I am lost in those eyes of yours. And your lips. Like, what the fuck did god put in your lips? They're sweet and soft. And when they're against mine, it's like you've knocked me off my feet - like I'm floating. You have my heart. You have me in every way. I love you. I really do. More than anything. I'd do anything for you because you make my world steady, you make me calm, and you make my heart beat like its the engine of a Ferrari. You don't have anything to worry about, I swear. I'm not interested in any other girl. I'm not talking to any other girl. You're all that I love. There is no one else, but you.

Oko Ninjah (you)

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'I love her' 'You've just met her a month ago' 'And I know I'll love her forever' 'Forever is a long time, how do you know?' 'Because forever started the moment she left after our first conversation while she was walking away' 'How so?' 'Because I wanted to walk away with her, with her hand in mine, to a life that I know we can have. She was in my head for days and my chest ached to speak with her. Thats how I know I love her. A month, a year, a day that was all it took. A day, less than that. A conversation and I fell. That was enough. I had to know more. I had to know her. And now I do. And I'll learn more about her. And guess what?' 'What?' 'I love her'

Oko Ninjah (sometimes it happens quick)

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I think I'm so scared of falling in love, of being loved because I'm not worth it. I'm not worth getting to know or starting a conversation with, I'm not worth smiling at or holding. But not just that. I'm scared of falling in love because the person I'd fall for would probably be my reason. The reason for smiling, for being happy, for laughing - for everything. And then I'd fuck it up because that's what I do, I'm a fuck up; and then that person would go away. And they'd take away my happiness with them. And I don't know but I honestly believe I'd be more fucked up than I already am, even if its just another fraction more fucked up - it would happen. And I don't want it to. Because I'm not worth it to begin with.

Oko Ninjah (not worth it)

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She’s a bitch, I’m a prick. But we made one hell of a story.

Oko Ninjah (1am thoughts pt. 2)

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I didn’t need her and she sure as hell didn’t need me. But I wanted her. And I’ve never wanted anything or anyone as much as I wanted her. I wanted her hands in mine and her lips against mine. I wanted her laugh and tears and everything else that comes with it. I wanted her because she wasn’t perfect. She was so far from perfect that her imperfections were perfect for her. She handled it with ease. She didn’t care that she wasn’t perfect or rich, she was happy with herself. And that made me happy. I didn’t need her but I wanted her. I wanted her to be there when I was my happiest and when I was my saddest. And I wanted to be there for her in the same way. She had kisses that could knock me out like a bottle of sleeping pills. Her eyes were so bright they wiped half of the stars from the night sky. She didn’t need me but she wanted me. She wanted me to hold her after a long day. She wanted me to make her hot tea when she got cold at night. She wanted me around like I wanted her around. We wanted each other so much that we accidentally ended up needing each other. And that’s when we both fell with our arms wrapped around each other.

Oko Ninjah (wanting then needing)

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Have you ever seen someone so beautiful in all your life? I mean, she is so beautiful that she sweats whiskey and melts everything she touches. She is so beautiful, there are galaxies forming just so they can explode in her honor. She is so beautiful that there is a new color to explain her complexion when she smiles. She is so beautiful that she is the reason why the ocean is rising because it represents her beauty and it’s overfilling. She is so beautiful that the moon is the color of her eyes and each time it eclipses, her eyes turn a new shade of color. She is so beautiful that I’m writing this to explain her beauty and even that isn’t enough explanation because there’s description that exists that can explain it. It’s unknowing. She’s so beautiful she’s a beautiful mystery.

Oko Ninjah (She Is So Beautiful…)

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Dear The Person I'll Marry, (Dear My Future Wife pt 2)

I'm sorry that it took me so long to say I love you. But now that its been said, you should know that I really mean it. I mean it like God meant to put stars in the sky. I don't say I love you, even to my family. So I mean it for the rest of my life because that's how long I plan on loving you. I love you aren't just words, they mean you are the only person who has my heart. And I would do anything and everything to keep you by my side. You don't have to worry about other women because you're the only one I want, you're the only one that I'm in love with. There it is again, I love you. And it may have took a long time for me to say it but I had to be sure, because I am scared of getting hurt. But I would rather be with you than without you and empty. I love you more than these words describe because this is a new feeling for me, love. So I am so sorry it took me a long time to say I love you but I won't ever stop saying it because its true. I love you, I love you, I love us... I fucking love you so much that even now, when I don't know you... I know I'll love you more than anyone else I've ever met. I may have wrote this before I even met you but these words are not empty, they're a promise: I will love you for the rest of time.