Sweet and Sour

No one knew how it was possible
to hate someone you love
or Love someone you hate
until

You met me

I can't admit to being mean. . .
but I never said I was nice
I'm just myself
a living
breathing
Contradiction

I am quite sane. . .
yet quite the opposite
energetic
yet lazy
Hard working procrastinator

My smile lies eternally
but my mouth spills the truth
My eyes constantly wide and innocent
My thoughts. . . not

Pins to me
equal sewing and Crochet one day
then Martial arts the next

Knives are for cooking. . .
and throwing. . .

Legs are for dancing
Ballet, jazz, and Hip hop
Legs are for Kicks
axe, thrust, Snaps and round

It gives me pleasure to see you in pain
as long as it was ONLY me who was allowed to induce it
I will protect you with my life. . .
until you need protection from me



Sweet and Sour treat to have. . .
only in moderation.