Saturday, December 26, 2009

I Can Only Love Them when They're Broken

I was looking thru an old notebook and came across one of my favorite poems I've ever written. I hope you enjoy.

My Perfect Woman

She’s my perfect woman

But she wont let me in

I’ve already proved I love her, time and time again

Maybe she’s afraid I’ll only hurt her

Or just maybe I was never right for her

It’ll never really matter if she won’t let me in

I can remember our first night, at first sight

I had to have her

Talked in bed until we fell asleep

I thought that we would live happily ever after

Until I hit that brick wall, she won’t let me in

I’ve written poems and stories, odes of love to my morning glory but she’ll never change our story because she won’t let me in

She erected walls around her island in the middle of the sea

I break them down she builds more

By now we’ve lost track of the score

She might still be closer to the win

Cause she still won’t let me in

20, no we played 140 questions, I thought that we had found our connection, convinced her finally, that we are perfection

But yet and still she won’t let me in

Maybe it would have worked better if I had checked in

Instead of writing lines and studio time, maybe it would have worked better then…

Nah, she still wouldn’t have let me in

Fuck, I don’t think I’ll ever figure her out,

We’ve been doing this dance for and year and half

Trust me I’ve done the math

547 days and half of her keeping me away

But I think she’s starting to sway

We never stray always staying the same

Because she won’t let me in

She says she reminds me of me because she sees me in the same way I feel her

Because she won’t let me in?

No it’s because I wouldn’t let her in

For 18 months I wouldn’t let her under my skin

I’ve been nonchalant, noncommittal, and non-relationship

Every time I wanted to start I tied to late

And when she tried I told her to wait

When she refused to say yes

I refused to try my best

She and I are both our sole causes of stress

So I’ve ventured out on my own

Because she won’t let me in

Because I won’t let her in

How do we ever win?

The secret is we know we wont

Yet we love our little game,

We put on our poker faces while trading places our social graces filling spaces

She keeps running, I keep chasing, she never stumbles, its so amazing!

And, I can’t stop because I love her

Every waking second I’m dreaming of her

And just of loved shared under covers

But of all the teeth we’ve pulled to discover

That we don’t know the people we think we did

We only know who we think we are

And in that we realize that in reality it's us who won’t let ourselves in…

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