I can't explain it
Really I can't
There's no possible way
I want her
And only her
She may be crazy
And perhaps a bit lost
That's only to other people
They don't see all that she can be
They haven't see the way her eyes light up at some daring stunt
They haven't seen the way she flies when she is high on happiness
They don't understand how she thinks
They don't understand anything
In so many ways she is perfection
Perhaps I don't want them to see it
If they see it, it isn't as special
If they do they do
If they don't they don't
I'll always see it
She'll always know
Know that I love her
And see the perfection some mistake as flaws
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Some Are Dark, Some Are Sweet
PoetryThis is a book of poems I am writing for pleasure. My title is not concrete so if you have some suggestions for it please comment them. Some of my poems can seem twisted, but to find out more please take a peek inside. (Book cover is something I am...
