By Nikki
Date: 31 May 2000

Proof

I've seen the sidelong glances
and heard the whispered comments
about me not knowing him
halfway to long enough to love him.

Let me tell you something, FRIENDS.
As special as he makes me feel,
   without a care for how I look;
As loudly as he makes me laugh,
   without a care for how I sound;
As brilliant as he makes me seem,
   without a care for outside criticism,
I DO love him.

I would stand on the busiest
street corner, with one of those
signs that read 'I LOVE HIM!'
in bright, bold letters, instead
of something about the end being near.

I would run naked in the 
moonlight, his name painted
in glow-in-the-dark colors all over
my glistening skin.

I would stand on the 
rooftops in the rain, screaming
my love for him while the
wind tears at my hair.

I would lay down and
die for him, all to prove
my love.

So go ahead and point your
little fingers, smirk behind
my back about what a fool I am.
Drink yourselves silly while you
sit and dream about such a love
as mine.

Because you know what?
I don't have to PROVE anything to you!
I love him, and he loves me,
and we both know it.

So who cares what you think, anyway!

5/31/00  NL