Four reasons.
Sat, 21 Nov 2009 at 05:57pm
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I’m calling you my girl
Because I think I can
The boys would kill me,
But you’ve always killed me anyway.
The one that got away!
The one that never looked
Remember when I climbed a roof
Just to get you to look?
You were The One.
-The only one who didn’t laugh-
But you smiled; and I think that was something.
I’ll never forget you.
Until I am old and aged and wed
-And I know you’re old and aged and wed too-
Then, led to my final fatigue,
Am carried to my deathbed
Finally the voice of men
With sympathy, or pride will say
“Here he lies, defeated”
I‘ll surrender only then.
Because you will live forever
At least I think you will
And if you’re never gonna die
I want to wait in my chair
Thinking about you
For as long as I can,
Don’t I?
But your honey voice,
Silky eyes and candied scent
Would call this sickly saccharine.
Only you make me unhinged.
Sometimes happy. Mostly crap
I think this makes me better though.
I hate that I’m no good!
I wish that I was clever.
I’ll always never be enough
But maybe you like that.
You like that I am slightly rough.
I want you for childish things
Your scent, your eyes,your voice.
I want you too for other things
For here, for now
Forever.
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silentletters
2009-11-22
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