It's You (A Love Poem)
You know, they invented a word for guys like him. Narcissistic has been by far the most accurate, but even now that's not quite right. Cold, unfeeling, usually. And yet... Whenever you look him in the eye a chill goes up your spine, and it's like... Like you know nothing else matters. You can't see the self-absorbed jerk behind the mask. You can't see his habit for sarcasm. In his world you're the sun, and the ocean, the population. You're the epiphany that comes once every few years. You're the skip in a beating heart. You can't see much other than your ungodly reflection... Just those weird, self-realization inducing eyes... Where's that dictionary, damn it?
You know, they invented a word for guys like him. Narcissistic has been by far the most accurate, but even now that's not quite right. Cold, unfeeling, usually. And yet... Whenever you look him in the eye a chill goes up your spine, and it's like... Like you know nothing else matters. You can't see the self-absorbed jerk behind the mask. You can't see his habit for sarcasm. In his world you're the sun, and the ocean, the population. You're the epiphany that comes once every few years. You're the skip in a beating heart. You can't see much other than your ungodly reflection... Just those weird, self-realization inducing eyes... Where's that dictionary, damn it?
