I’ve never asked to be born a Poet
Marked by the hypersensitivity disorder
Romantic to the bone, emotionally damaged
But here I am, existentially challenged.
Life dragged my soul through the sea of crap
Love lured me into hundreds of traps
And just when I thought I’ve finally had
That mystical connection, the unbreakable ties
Yet another shiny diamond before my eyes
Turned out to be a sadistic mirage.
But fuck that shit, I still want it
My badass Heart is a Rambo of romance
Sewing its own wounds and asking for another
Lulling Mind to sleep and clicking on a sad song
No, I’m not done, I still believe in love.
Cuz what didn’t kill me, made me fonder
What didn’t work out, made me wonder
If you’re somewhere out there, just as broken and tired
Fighting the same battles, struggling to survive it
Dreaming of a woman who will love you to death
Who will embrace your soul, who will understand
A loyal warrior girl, always on your side
We’re partners in crime, like Bonnie and Clyde
On the dance floor, in travel, and certainly in bed
In any fucking project we will ever have
Our kids, dreams, taking over the world
We’re in this together, for better or worse.
So hold in there, the Future Love of My Life
For you I glue the shreds of my heart
I’m not a perfect woman, a bit bruised and quite scarred
Not a princess at all, more of a vagabond
But every lesson learned, every bullshit dispelled
Made me a better human, strengthened my faith
Not in fairy tale knights and romance alpha males
But in the existence of a real man
Honorable, truthful, keeping his word
One day we will meet, of that I’m sure
Meanwhile, I’ll be what I am—a warrior girl
Chasing my dreams, working my ass off
Enjoying life, pursuing my life goals
Becoming the person I would like to marry
So you’d better be qualified for this, babe
Cuz I’m dead serious and seriously ready
For Our Love.