# 2

I’m okay I swear.
I’d tell you I’m wearing my heart on my sleeve,
but with out a heart my sleeves are bear.
Don’t worry babe, my hearts not broken,
Cause broken implies there are pieces left.
See, I’ll give you this little respect token,
Cause you annihilated me,
There is NOTHING left.
I suppose I should be thankful,
All the pain was abysmal.
But to be perfectly honest?
I’d suffer for a thousand years if it’d make you smile.
You’re so beautifully unusual,
Naturally beautiful.
Make up fucks with your perfection,
My true hearts confession.
I leave you a rose on your pillow,
To remind you of kissing under a willow tree.
But we’ve not been back to that willow,
And I doubt you wanna see me.
I make things worse,
And when I try and be a little passionate,
I FUCK things up with these four letter words.
I hate this, I hate that i can’t be worth it,
I hate that when people see me they just KNOW,
I ain’t worth shit.
But god you’re just so beautiful in the snow,
Or in the rain,
Or when you’re lathered in the light of the sun’s flames.
When the wind catches your hair,
You fuss it, worrying to look a mess.
But it’s you, so change it I wouldn’t dare.
I remember every sigh, every soft caress.
I remember the first time I saw you in a dress. ^.^
Because of you my life has become an emotionally tangled mess.
But I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Not more, or less.
Because of you babe, there’s nothing left,
Nothing but you, standing in for my heart in this hollow cleft I call my chest.

~ I’m Okay
~Josh Orr.