This is a conversational diction poem that it about a past memory of love in life written strictly for class.
Why are you such an idiot? Are you another Charlie Sheen?
I have been here, waiting
for your sorry self to come around. You won't get
a love like this. No roses. No picnics. No honesty.
I'm all you have. You aren't Ashton Kutcher
or Ryan Gosling. Get off our high horse
and see me for who I am.
Love me for all I try to be.
Wake up from your zombie trance
Force yourself out of the darkness and open the door.
I only wanted to love you.
For once in your life, accept something.
But I am the idiot.
Because I am waiting around.
I am the crazy chick in the romcom,
Jane loving George,
who keeps a place in her heart,
for someone who does deserve it.
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