probably Sofia Vergara.
If you can’t match up, get the fuck out.
If you can’t do your job, get the fuck out.
If you can’t pay attention, get the fuck out.
If you can’t show common courtesy, get the fuck out.
If you can’t drop the ignorance, get the fuck out.
If you can’t let somebody live their life, get the fuck out.
If you can’t show any respect, get the fuck out.
Miles between you and I
Lies the last place
I hung my heart..
Poetically speaking, its never left
But I doubt anyone would have noticed.
Well anyone other than you
And the insects who I’m sure have grown fond of
The taste of my flesh and blood
Inside/outside, you embody
The greatest part of me
A part that I have been missing.
And lately I have been
Distracted days on end
And I think this time its the weather speaking
But I sometimes see you in my dreams
Held high, tight, closed and always,alone.
If I could only call out your name in my sleep
And hear the echo rattle inside my mind for days.
I’d let you know,
“I’m right here with you”
As sure the sun will always shine
As sure as the sun will always set.
Do you get the picture?
I couldn’t paint one, as vividly as the words
I sometimes can’t remember.
Yet still manage to
Dribble incoherently onto this piece of shit
I consider a canvas.
All I know is this year
Summer came to soon
And so did you
So without any further adue
And well what I am speaking of, speaking of (well it resides in the dark)
Don’t know how else to put it
(other than,is simply to say) simply
That I love you