Big Words. They Mean Absolutely Nothing.

You have an ostensible facade
It's not hard to notice
Which makes it all too easy
For me to see through all of your
Glorious transparency
Gossamer lies,
Suspicious alibis.

I seem to prefer the vague
With their cryptic rhymes
Authentic lies.
Like a frosted mirror
I try to find a way to get past
Through to the vastness,
The belevolent intuition.
But you,
You're different.

With your vantae point
Constantly on my mind
I can't help,
But to try to stay
Withing your thin lines,
Your persnickety perlieu.
I don't get it,
I don't know why.

I've always despised you
You're so abhorrent,
Especially how fake you are.
You're psuedo, counterfeit
Nothing more than a lie.
It makes me sick.

I have a paradox though,
A 'Catch-22',
A complication, a predicament.
Some how I managed to mess this up
I made a mistake,
Typographical error
I mix up in words.

How could I ever, ever
Fall in love with you?
It seems like a situation
That could only ever end in a 'never'.
Yet here we are.

How did we get so close
I could have sworn we were so...
Atypical, so different.
Seprate, different, deviant.
A song with an off-key harmony,
Someone with the wrong pitch.
Yet now the melody floats out,
So fluent and natural.
It's hard to believe
How opposing I believed we were.

Now we're so close,
Too close for confort, actually.
Unison, in sync
We are in the moment,
Dead on the beat.

Staying stable,
I know it's hard.
Believe me as I sit here
As I eye the floor.
Bewildered and blind,
Way more than before.
It's so intense,
Authoritative and potent
in every way.

I don't know how much longer I can go,
How much longer I can take
All of this agonizing pain,
This vehement paroxysm.
How much more
Of this alloted period of waiting
It's going by, excruciatingly slow.