Glorious Wreckage --7/22/06

A trampled heart and
an I'd-prefer-not-to-talk-about-it past
are concealed by the glorious wreckage
of things that won't last.

All of the he-said she-said,
the belittling, and such
don't let them deceive you
they're just the extra touch.

She'll call you a loser and
she'll call you a geek,
but it's nothing to worry about
because she's the one losing sleep.

She can see how happy you are;
a euphoria she can't stand not to find.
Her desire for what you have
manifests a blinding pride.

-Sunny-