good and bad, bitter and sweet, you and me.
life is a series of good and bad days
world is a combination of nice and jerks
and so as love have bitter and sweet
hot and cold, like coffee,
or maybe just like you and me
your thing isn’t part of my interest,
and so as you to mine.
I do this, and you don’t.
you do this, and I don’t.
you’re sweet and showy and I’m not.
I love to argue almost about everything.
but you just keep your mouth shut.
you’re a follower, I’m a great scofflaw.
you do your games, and I don’t even get it,
all those I-do-not know-what-to-call consoles.
I love to run through pages.
pens, paper, craft and my charms,
they make really happy,
yet they just mean nothing to you.

but one thing for sure,
we have something in common.
I love you, and so do you.
but not really, I guess
since I love you,
more than you do.