I feel poetry cooking up in my head. All of a sudden I got several ideas…
But I thought I’d say this in plain words:
I do not bow down to anyone for the same reason others do; in fact I think their reasons are painfully empty. There’s a difference here that only people who are empty won’t notice. I also expect nothing in return. It only hurts because I’m still human and not a cold unfeeling machine: I want clarity. It will literally drive me insane if I don’t get it.
I don’t think you’re perfect. In fact I can see that you’re heavily flawed already. But to ME, you’re perfect because you’re the kind of person that I like.
Moody, arrogant, egotistical with a jealousy that matches or even surpasses my own. Your obsession is worse than my own. You’re beautiful indeed.
And yes…though I have loved others before I have loved you, you were everything and you hurt way too much and I don’t want to feel anything for anyone ever again. Besides…how was I supposed to know you were even out there when I’m not like these weirdos who have been around for decades?
As if I could ever find someone who thrilled me in the same way that you did. That’s why I still burn for you.
