Boy. You’re just unordinary.
No fancy words to describe it __
Thoughts about you run through my head
(all day,)
and its pretty ridiculous.
From your sharp saricasim,
to your meaningful fragments.
Right now in time, things are probably at their
best.
As days go by, I’ll slowly slip from your mind,
:|: one drop at a time. :|:
Upon a future date, you will stumble upon one
lucky girl,
and she will find you nearly as perfect as I do.
And i’ll be here, waiting for ([someone to stumble
upon me,])
and maybe i’ll find them
nearly as perfect as I find you.
credit to Gabrielle Winger.
one of my very best friends,
if not the best, she created this wonderful poem,
just thought i'd share. (;
