chelsea

a little bit about me

I am cheesy.

Not that mediocre, hard nor easy. 

I am fairly good looking and smart, 

Yet I believe I'm no human with a heart.

I feel like I am a soul stuck in the wrong timeline. 

Social media, news, and whatever what not is not to my taste. 

Though I believe at this time, my life is as short as an elephant's pipeline. 

Where I am sure that nothing is going to be at waste.

I love me. 

So to be, 

That I like someone. 

Though he is a special friend from soon to stranger that becomes one.

He is an oldie.

 I am a youngie. 

He tells me he likes me too, but I hope it isn't moldy. 

Because I want to at least be with him for a season or whatever the Universe desires, honey.

So far, I always miss aso. 

Though I do not hope he misses me too. 

Because he is good to be true. 

Good to be true, but not Italiano.

He is also not German. 

Though he looks like a minion.

 Not in an insulting way, I like Drew's midget yellow men shaped like a pecan. 

He is a man with a lot of opinions.

I like him, but I hope not to love. 

I chose him among the 7,999,999,999.00 people, 

Because I think we fit in a fat glove. 

And I hope he won't prick me like a needle.

So to say, October is near. 

I hope the journey is not that far,

 Because I fear that he will tear. 

I want him to be here for me to hear.