The ugly of you

Inside this book

Hide true stories

masked in dramatics

held together by jokes

hinting at all the things

that have happened

in this silly little head

that rests upon shoulders that are tired

from the weight of what you put on them.

 

My God did I love you

More like addiction, but regardless

I would have stolen from a stranger in your honor

and when standing trial I would would have told the jury

that I did it for love,

and when they asked me whose?

I would stand up and point to you

 

You still make my heart nervous

even though I am not with you

I still miss you sometimes

even though I don't want you anymore

My heart will hold on to you forever

even when I fall in love again

 

Maybe I should stop boring the universe

with my tales of woe

and speaking of you

But if everything happens for a reason

than I can't help but think that

the ugly of you was meant

to look beautiful to me.