“When I first saw you, it took every ounce of me not to kiss you.
When I first heard your laugh, it took every ounce of me not to marry you.
And when I met your soul, it took every ounce of me.”
I made my life an arrow,
The tip a deadly sharpened point,
So people never came so close,
That I may disappoint,
I’d sit and watch in silence,
As the world would pass me by,
They say practice makes perfect,
And you’ve always been smart,
But you’ve got hating yourself,
Right down to an art,
It’s now just a step,
In your morning routine,