a hat in defiance of the wind.

I am in love with a man who is a portable universe, who dose not think to look back at me, who reads and feeds his mind, who terrifies me in his own way of perfection, who in time made me hate the over sweetness of him, made me loath the world, for sitting us so far apart.
who has carellessly ground my heart.
I am naive and so very over used, but in the end what I felt has crept through me and not a being, not a soul could deny it.
I have attempted deathly poetry, tender music, film making abilities, anything to get him closer to me, I have smeared my face and puked my hear, I have roamed the corrioders of possibility.
but eventually is eventually, he is not to look my way.