1.) Temptation from other women doesn't worry because all free time is spent together

2.) Being with the only person on Earth who can match your twisted sense of humor

3.) Not eating the last slice of pie so they can eat it instead is considered a romantic gesture

4.) You accept eachother for the ******* you have become without judgement

5.) Whenever you can't find something they know exactly where to look and vice versa

6.) They can order for you at a restaurant/bar without being told what to order first

7.) They make appointments for you because they know about your irrational fear of talking on the phone

8.) In return, you fill out all paperwork because his handwriting isn't always legible

9.) The word "awkward" doesn't exist in your vocabularies so you always have a second opinion on those personal subjects

10.) They always know how to make you crack a smile NO MATTER WHAT!

Hungry
Always hungry
Munching on yummy food
Eating delicious snacks all day
Starving

Please don’t mind me,
I’m just a splinter of the past.
Wandering blindly,
and hands are tied so I can’t grasp.
Just like the thought,
of giving up after giving all I’ve got,
I admit that it wasn’t a lot.

Now it’s too late to pretend
that I’m not broken; could be so easy to mend,
I’ll hide the shatter point where you made me bend.
I’ll return to my other fix,
it succeeds in dulling my heart with it’s mind tricks,
a perfect combination just mix and blend.

Nightly I lay awake
sketching scenarios involving us,
where you give and I take,
I return equal amounts; a benefit of respect & trust.
When it’s time to fill in each word,
I admit I’m aware I’m not what she deserves,
someone better who won’t lose their nerve.

‘Cause it’s too late to pretend
that it’s not plagued in every thought I spend,
should be thankful that I’m important enough to still be called friend.
And there’ll always be somebody else,
completely oblivious to a heart’s wealth,
and too focused on their self to ever expend.

We can’t fix the mistake
but we can make a new one;
drain each ocean and lake,
and completely block out the sun.

Yes it’s too late too pretend
that you’re not draped in every word I’ve penned,
even with the lowest odds I’ll still contend.
And do you see each blow and broken bone,
wishing that I’d just leave and find a home?
On me you can depend to not be alone,
do you think the same you could lend?