Roses are red
Violets are blue
Once and for all
THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU.
I saw her standing there behind the line
She caught my eye and stared and I read the sign.
She urged me to come back another day
I did and we met and I didn't know what to say.
She stood open-mouthed; ready to speak
I felt nervous, apprehensive--helplessly weak.
[This was a girl I hadn't met before
Just seen from afar but now no more.]
She seemed to gather her thoughts and decide what to do
She said, "Never before have we met but I think I know you."
Never in forever had I predicted she'd say that
Upon my request we went outside to the park and sat.
Softly she spoke, "I'll admit I've been watching you this whole time
And from it I've observed that your life is quite like mine.
You hold back and listen and observe
And because of that you've gained but lost your nerve.
A wealthy mind is yours but turn it around
Show your love so in reverse it will be found.
There's a manner about you no one but I can see
A passion, a fear, an ironic state of mind--just like me.
However there is a difference that lies between us
You've searched and desired it and feared it was ludicrous.
Nothing of the such!
Look deep withing the evil of your mind
Be brave and be opposite of everything and it is me you will find.
Still I remained as motionless as before
It was the formidable curtain of change that she wore.
Reluctant to face it, my body went numb
I wanted to hide but didn't, for I knew this day would come.
Reason for writing:
Some chick I saw at KMart, among other reasons.
Birth sign: Not entered
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