You and I (06/01/2004)

You make me feel comfortable
of who I am
with or without glasses on
with or without make-up on
in jeans or sweatpants
You inspire me
to stir a change and become involved
with what's happening and be aware of the world
You motivate me
inspite the laziness I feel when I'm around you
You make me just want to stare at you
or lie next to you on the couch each time it rained
You stir in me a thought
of whatever, whoever, whichever, whenever;
and that emotions are really what they are,
not some preconceived notion of what to feel
You make me not want to be myself
sometimes, someone not me
but the girl of your dreams because:
I'm brash; torn and impassionate; loves to lead and be led; goes crazy for romantic movies; whole wheat bread; imaginative; loves to dance but only when no one's watching or kinda tipsy; I'm shy but not really; likes long walks on beaches (seriously); loves the way the ink flows when I write a rhyme or anything that comes to mind;

Who adores, infatuated, secretly but honestly taken by the likes of you
But we both know that maybe, it's better off this way,
You and I, without being You and I.