with every word te say,
your unrelenting arrogance,
just pushes me away.
But something drew me near,
in that meeting those many years ago,
I'm not really sure what it is,
but I still can't, and haven't let it go.
You're amaro and your a pain,
those I can't deny,
but te have this special quality,
where to you, I cannot lie.
I think I'm predictable,
but I know that this couldn't be true,
because no one knows my successivo move,
no one, except you.
te can be an real ass,
that, everyone can certainly see,
but te can be kind,
if te really wanted to be.
Despite these imperfections,
for you, its hard not to care,
for we both know how much pain your in,
and we both know it isn't fair.
It kills me to always see you,
and know that all of its true,
and it hurts even più to know that,
there's nothing I can do.
I wish that I could Amore you,
but we know that could never work,
cause while I'd try caring about you,
te act up like a jerk.
You're afraid to feel change and always have been,
afraid to have emotions,
and afraid that loving me,
would contradict your notions.
You're miserable and alone,
and you're broken at the creases,
you've been hurt a many several times,
and now your cuore and soul are pieces.
Your blue eyes latch on mine,
with innocence at every inch,
and it makes me Amore te even more,
like my heart's been dato a pinch.
Yet, it hurts so much to Amore you,
and with every tear that's been shed,
they all have fallen for you,
seeping through my bed.
I'm running out of the excuses,
of why I shouldn't tell you,
and I'm running out of the reasons,
of why I shouldn't be with you.
I know I could get hurt,
and I know the mistakes we could make,
but if it's going to be te and me,
that's a risk I'm willing to take.
