Sunday, August 22, 2010

The Truth

I really really sincerely, desperately hope you're thinking as hard about talking (fucking) to me as I am thinking about talking (fucking) to you.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

A Poem About You

This is a really corny, corny poem I wrote about a friend, or anyone who wants it to be for them.

The way I see you,

That's the beautiful way you're supposed to be

No more, no less,

No second guess,

The way I see you, it's perfect to me

Don't be skinnier,

Don't be prettier,

You can't wish it all away

Don't wish for the past, I didn't see you in the past,

The way I see you is the way you are today

The way I see you, you're you the way you was meant to be

If God is alive, and maybe he is, he'll see what I see

And if you can't believe it,

If you don't see it,

You are missing out.