Do you know me?

I think I'm too cynical for my own good; I wish I could just romanticise reality and have an optimistic outlook. 

But no, I guess it's just my nature to focus on all that is bad in my life and nothing that is good. To see every fault in others and no redeeming qualities. 

Here's a badly written poem that uses too much rhyming. Enjoy everything I hate about myself.

The sun rises each and every day,

This much is an immutable fact.

Yet there are still those who say:

(With not the slightest discretion or tact)

 

“That for the two of us now and always this night shall last forever,

It doesn’t matter if we part, for our love will outlast eternity.”

I ask a simple question.

Why is the here and now too short for us to be together?

Is your haste so great that I am not permitted to admire your beauty?

 

To romanticise is to deny the sun,

This much is an immutable fact.

Yet to romanticise is to be two, not one.

So I say fuck my tact.