The Final Curtain Call is Always the Greatest
I can’t say I am an artist
Nor am I an actress
Or a truly generous person.
I don’t know how to use an oven
Or a dishwasher
Or how to do laundry.
All in all
I am incapable of the simplest,
And most necessary of tasks.
I eat too much
I am quite selfish
And talk more than I breathe.
But I can promise you,
Swear to you
That I will do anything and everything
To make you happy.
I would fight countless wars
To keep you safe,
And I will never,
No matter what the circumstances,
Make you cry
Because I love you
Which is word long outdated
Archaic, useless.
But, when I say I love you,
I mean:
Letting you use all the hot water
Sort of love,
Giving you the last slice of cheesecake
Kind of feeling,
Standing outside your window with a boombox,
Singing out of key, of course,
Sort of passion.
All for you
All for the way you make me feel.
I love you more
Than Charlie Sheen loves cocaine
And let me tell you babe,
That is a LOT.
You are
The end of the sad poems
Of lonely nights
Crying during romance movies
Avoiding the Twilight Saga
Why can’t I meet a hot fucking vampire?
All in all,
I really do love you,
A lot.
That isn’t easy for me to say.
You’re my happy day
My sad day
My “Wish she was here” day
And I want to love you every day.
I can’t help
That I lose interest in food
When you’re around
Or I forget what I’m saying
When you do that cute face.
Why is your face so cute?!
I can’t imagine living in this world
Without you.
So please,
Pretty please,
Don’t make me.
Let’s make that final curtain call
Together.