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It was in April we met of last year Never thought I'd hold you so dear A curious thing I thought you were Loud, eccentric, and certainly belligerent Of my feelings, mostly inconsiderate At odds were we from the start With every argument we rip each other clean apart We clash like demigods on the battlefront I, petulantly persistent and you, cruelly blunt I am stubborn and prideful just like you An abundance of intense feelings between we two Polar opposites in personality are we But some of the things in you I see in me Leery was I of your intentions Following every reply with even more questions See, no matter how hard I try can't read you So handing my trust over to you is an issue I've never had someone be so true It scares me to death, because true people are so few Even if you are not meant to be my lover You'd be a genuine friend--like no other (Even at times when we can't stand one another) Patient sometimes you are with me As I slowly release my grip and conceed to our reality For whatever twisted reason there may be I love you for you and you love me for me
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Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 2:14 PM UTC
Polarity of Lovers
It was in April we met of last year Never thought I'd hold you so dear A curious thing I thought you were Loud, eccentric, and certainly belligerent Of my feelings, mostly inconsiderate At odds were we from the start With every argument we rip each other clean apart We clash like demigods on the battlefront I, petulantly persistent and you, cruelly blunt I am stubborn and prideful just like you An abundance of intense feelings between we two Polar opposites in personality are we But some of the things in you I see in me Leery was I of your intentions Following every reply with even more questions See, no matter how hard I try can't read you So handing my trust over to you is an issue I've never had someone be so true It scares me to death, because true people are so few Even if you are not meant to be my lover You'd be a genuine friend--like no other (Even at times when we can't stand one another) Patient sometimes you are with me As I slowly release my grip and conceed to our reality For whatever twisted reason there may be I love you for you and you love me for me
We are like fire and gasoline, passionate lovers usually end in smoldering ash. We'll see how it goes
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Jan 20, 2017
Jan 20, 2017 at 2:14 PM UTC
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