When I think of you,
I know exactly what I do,
I take the image from my mind,
And paste it on the one I find,
Trouble is, so often I'm wrong,
For we, together don't belong,
How can I make it stop,
This cut and paste mock?
I know who you let me see,
That, I know, is our reality,
But that Prit-stick hovers there,
In the space under my hair,
An image from a dream, I think,
A little everyday it shrinks,
But I keep hoping for the one who'll fit,
So a day comes when I can commit.
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23, Vegetarian, (insanely busy) Vet student pondering about love, life and dragons.
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I've found that women fall in love with potential, with who they think they can turn their men into, and that always comes as a rude surprise when we find out we're supposed to change. Men fall in love with who women are, and then have a rude surprise to find out they stop being 24, and have actually changed.
@VikingHorn so true for the majority! I'm not trying to change anyone, I just know it's not quite right - I hope that when it is right I'll know.
@naaviie .. It's all about the knowing isn't it, Dover stay with what we have, because a) it may get better and b) it's better than being alone or be true and follow the heart.... Great write hon 😃☺😍😘💜
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