I want to write so many things, but I am afraid.
Maybe I need defeat,
something to knock of off of my feet.
So I can get back up,
and sober up,
but intoxication is so fun.
While I've eliminated one,
others have just begun.
I wait,
impatiently.
Maybe for a perfect she,
I don't know what to be.
I have what I know
but I do not simply know,
where to go.
So I go,
blind at times,
when I'm blind it's the best.
I forget about all of the rest.
Out of sight out of mind
unless I love
unless I care,
but dare I dare
to even care?
I've said too much,
I want to stare into your eyes,
and exploit my flaws,
grammatical or mathematical,
Illogical or improbable,
most likely completely rationally irrational. 
This ranting is ranting,
I hope it gets you panting.
That's all I want.
Let me win,

but don't let me win.
Don't buy into this ****,
but please understand it.