You were an arrogant, blundering fool,
with no respect for others.
My eyes burned with anger to the fiery depths of my soul
did I hate your pride.
You found excuses to talk to me,
to try to put together the puzzle piece.
I countered with my mental game,
full of witty remarks and sarcasm galore.
Little did I know that I loved you,
All these feelings jumbled in my head.
The game was changing,
I started to noticing the way your mind worked:
the way you moved,
how you crafted the facade of disdain.
My mind screaming in the midst of all these thoughts to stay strong.
But, I was falling hard.
I knew to love you would go against all good judgment,
but, is it really all the great if it can’t include you in it?