I can almost remember the pain she shared with me at every moment I could cry just peering into her eyes knowing how imperfect love can be To anyones heart... She never deserved to taste the pain That makes its home inside my heart everything that makes me....me...
The incredible goofy Calvin Klein model So modest uncaring of everything but her hair Why bother.... To be such a wonderful be so moving without boundaries except to have none....
From the nights of wishing wishing she layed next to me or just laughing on the couch dirty looks awkward smiles I remember the last time I didn't feel deserving of all of that... Just about everyday... 
Everyday I feel undeserving of that smiling face Her sensitive heart and every moment From the first shaking touch To the last tear...I feel blessed and ashamed To even assume to have someone so wonderful To desire someone as filthy and grotesque as me To share in any aspect of a precious moment she gives Friend, lover, acquiantance I deserve nothing.... So that as logic goes I have nothing.... But what my heart always has... ......emptiness... I'm sorry Always desiring just one last moment even at a couch cushion away..... |