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Optimistic Perfection
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Love 4/8/02
Maybe I stare a bit to long
Maybe I know these thoughts are wrong
But no one blames me
They all see
That I can’t help you’re beautiful!
You’re charming
The perfect gentleman
The perfect being
My Hope Diamond
Are all your crystal tears
Because while you don’t know it
You erase all of my fears
If I can’t live for you
Oh, than I won’t live at all
And I’m so sorry
That we argue all the time
But it’s the only time you speak to me
So I love fighting
And I’d like it if you hit me
It’s the only way you’d ever touch me
So I guess that I like being beaten
And I don’t mind so much
When you mock me
It only means you heard what I just said
So I like it when you make fun of me
So go on, please laugh at me
It means I’ve made you smile
And go ahead and hum when I talk
That says you know I’m speaking
So I like to be ignored
Have you realized yet?
You can do nothing wrong
You're right, I do see similarities between this and my "Just Like Mother." I guess we're both pathetic =P
No, it's really a great poem, and I know EXACTLY what you're trying to get accross here. I like to think that I'd never let a man I love beat me, but hopefully I'll never have to find out, and neither will you. You shouldn't let anyone treat you like shit, but who can help but bend a bit (or quite a lot) for someone that they feel so strongly for? As for the man you told me about whom is to fly everywhere but to where you are... if you think you both can make it work, go ahead. There are some things distance just can't break.
Great poem, and good evening,
Raychul