I'll admit you're as good as it gets,
so, tell me why I still search for more?
I'll admit you're as true as true can be,
yet, I hunt for lies- what exactly for?
I'll admit you define happiness,
why then, can I not seem to smile?
I'll admit you're absolutely perfect,
how can I question if your worthwhile?
Maybe "as good as it gets"
just isn't good enough...
Maybe true is true can be
is not sufficient for me.
Maybe you can offer happiness
but always being happy is meaningless
Maybe you really are perfect
but that isn't what I value
I'll admit that what I am in love with
is the doubt that I have in you.
18 April 2008
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