You
I don't want to be bitter anymore. I don't want to have a sharp tongue and a sour disposition. I always have a smart thing to say and jump on any oppertunity to make you look foolish. That's not who I am. I want to be sweet and cheerful. Always giving you hugs and little treasures I found somewhere on my way around town. I want to kiss your cheeks and your forehead and your eyelids and tell you that you aren't as bad as you seem. You aren't as bad as you say you are. You aren't as bad as everyone says you are. You aren't bad at all.
But if I said that I would be lieing and according to you I am one of the few who refrains from such a thing. At least to you.
When I am around you, I do the exact oppsite of what I want to. I say the exact opposite of what I want to say. When I walk inside because I'm cold, I'm dieing to walk next to you and steal your body warmth. When I make fun of you and call you out on your chauvenism, I really want to tell you how wonderful and intelligent you are and how you don't have to pretend to be insensitive. But maybe you aren't pretending at all. Maybe you just are that way. And maybe I should quit trying to find diamonds in a pile of dirt.
But if I said that I would be lieing and according to you I am one of the few who refrains from such a thing. At least to you.
When I am around you, I do the exact oppsite of what I want to. I say the exact opposite of what I want to say. When I walk inside because I'm cold, I'm dieing to walk next to you and steal your body warmth. When I make fun of you and call you out on your chauvenism, I really want to tell you how wonderful and intelligent you are and how you don't have to pretend to be insensitive. But maybe you aren't pretending at all. Maybe you just are that way. And maybe I should quit trying to find diamonds in a pile of dirt.