Unreasonable Man When you and I met, the things...

Friday, June 17, 2011

Unreasonable Man

When you and I met, the things that were said, I knew I was in trouble. Trouble deep with a wish I would keep, longer than reasonable men ever would. Who says I have to be one?

Said to myself, almost inaudibly, only time, only time will tell if I, have to cry, want to die, because of you, and let me just say, I don’t mind if I do.

You stole my heart and I didn’t even know I still had one. On the slim chance that I did, I was sure it was a bad one.

Tell me a story, I’ll sing you a song, and forget there’ve been other people here all along, and how I’ve never felt so justified in being so rude, but I wanted to send you the other shoe.

Write me a letter, I’ll write you a list, of the ways I’d choose to spend the time I have left, as you may surmise, in this top five, there’s only room for a fantastic few, one of which remarkably resembles you.

You stole my heart and I didn’t even know I still had one. On the slim chance that I did I was sure it was a bad one. You stole my heart and I didn’t even know I still had one. But it turns out I had one. And now you have two. And now I have..

The magic of something you’d never expect, how each moment is second only to the next, and eclipses the rest, with such grace that unreasonable men like me could not possibly contest,