I used to look for love...When I was bored. I was looking for something and love sounded good. I remember someone told me the importance of love is to have someone accept and really know you. Huh?
I didn't want that. Your imperfect self accepting me does nothing for me. What I really wanted was just a co-conspirator in my misery.
And then one day something opened up. And I found something: love. Not that accept yourself, flaws and all, raise your self esteem type love. What I found was much greater than that: real love.
Someone who can read between the lines knows what I mean and for those who can't; just assume something--it doesn't matter to me.
So now I have no time for you--I can't cheat on me.
Now I just need some money...Lots and lots and lots of money...Flow to me...
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