You. Impossible. Incredible. Inconceivable.
You make my head spin just thinking of you.
How is it possible you do everything with such beauty?
such grace, maturity, hinting at perfection.
How is it that every word you say seems to make me
want more. i hang off your every word.
your perfects words. your magical words. your true words.
i can only wish i still had the chance to marvel at you.
to peer behind the walls. to see the strings of thoughts
slowly unravel to reveal someone impossible.
but that is impossible; and there is the irony.
Dec 5, 2013
Dec 5, 2013 at 6:22 PM UTC
You. Impossible. Incredible. Inconceivable.
You make my head spin just thinking of you.
How is it possible you do everything with such beauty?
such grace, maturity, hinting at perfection.
How is it that every word you say seems to make me
want more. i hang off your every word.
your perfects words. your magical words. your true words.
i can only wish i still had the chance to marvel at you.
to peer behind the walls. to see the strings of thoughts
slowly unravel to reveal someone impossible.
but that is impossible; and there is the irony.
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