By laurel ahlfeld
Date: 15 July 2000
Imperfection
I was painting my nails today and I thought of you
Don't laugh, my mind will never be the same now
You made quite an impression on me
Even while writing I wish I could say how
I'm not really sure what it is about you
But little things bring you back to me
Too bad you were never mine to begin with
Though it does make the mind processes seem funny
Anyway, I was painting my nails and I thought of you
I remembered that you liked girls that had nice ones
I didn't mean to be childish, but I removed the polish
That nice pink, and replaced it with a fire red tone
Why not? It's not like it'll ever work out perfectly
You see, my hair is never "just right" or nice
It's too long, not at all kept like your ideal partner
And I remember that was another thing you rather liked
Oh don't bother being concerned about the things I say
I'm not hurt or angry, I just wanted you to know
When I met you, you really made and impression on me
But friendship is enough and in time it may grow
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