words are just rushing out of me
right now
all I can think to do is
share them with you
I'm still slightly confused on how
I'm able to form sentences with subjects
and pronouns and nouns
and all I write is wow
and even spaces too
you're driving me crazy
in case you didn't know
and right now it's just you
and me
and we're together
someway, somehow
loving happily
but this fairytale is absolute nonsense
this make-believe relationship too
because you will only ever see me
your best friend, but not how I see you
but oh, your brother
your sweet, cute brother
that hottie of a guy who you call brother
has been dropping hints lately
and surprisingly,
it's all about him
and, finally, for once,
not about you and me
there's a **** **** guy
with a heart, so true
he could solve all of my
problems- they revolve around you
and I could learn to love him
or maybe even sin
he could always be my first time
I've saved it long enough,
and Heaven knows he deserving of
my unequivocal love
so now's the time to make up your mind
if you consider it, I think you'll find
that we were always the match made to be
and I am more attracted to you than even Paul Wesley
but, bud, the time has come
either way, you've won
but will it be me who stands next to you?
or will it be her?
she's worthy enough of your love, sure
but not the one intended:
to make you happy every day
to grow old with you
to give you a new meaning of life
to be the one who you call wife
to share with you happiness and strife,
to fix your tie before work
and let you know when you're being a ****
to tell you how to live your life
with no regrets and memories
filled with laughter and love
no. she's not.
she may be the one who gets to greet you in school
in the hallways and I keep my cool
because only I know the truth:
someday, if you are not too much of an idiot to realize
that we could wake up at sunrise
together, that way it's supposed to be
and when you're stressed
walking through the door, too tired to undress
the one who will soothe and kiss you will be
me.
Jun 7, 2016
Jun 7, 2016 at 7:14 PM UTC
words are just rushing out of me
right now
all I can think to do is
share them with you
I'm still slightly confused on how
I'm able to form sentences with subjects
and pronouns and nouns
and all I write is wow
and even spaces too
you're driving me crazy
in case you didn't know
and right now it's just you
and me
and we're together
someway, somehow
loving happily
but this fairytale is absolute nonsense
this make-believe relationship too
because you will only ever see me
your best friend, but not how I see you
but oh, your brother
your sweet, cute brother
that hottie of a guy who you call brother
has been dropping hints lately
and surprisingly,
it's all about him
and, finally, for once,
not about you and me
there's a **** **** guy
with a heart, so true
he could solve all of my
problems- they revolve around you
and I could learn to love him
or maybe even sin
he could always be my first time
I've saved it long enough,
and Heaven knows he deserving of
my unequivocal love
so now's the time to make up your mind
if you consider it, I think you'll find
that we were always the match made to be
and I am more attracted to you than even Paul Wesley
but, bud, the time has come
either way, you've won
but will it be me who stands next to you?
or will it be her?
she's worthy enough of your love, sure
but not the one intended:
to make you happy every day
to grow old with you
to give you a new meaning of life
to be the one who you call wife
to share with you happiness and strife,
to fix your tie before work
and let you know when you're being a ****
to tell you how to live your life
with no regrets and memories
filled with laughter and love
no. she's not.
she may be the one who gets to greet you in school
in the hallways and I keep my cool
because only I know the truth:
someday, if you are not too much of an idiot to realize
that we could wake up at sunrise
together, that way it's supposed to be
and when you're stressed
walking through the door, too tired to undress
the one who will soothe and kiss you will be
me.
the first time I actually put pen to paper (or hand to keyboard) to share my feelings and the absolute TRUTH.
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