You beautiful b*stard,
with your glinting green eyes and awkward clothing.
You beautiful b*stard,
with your cheep cigarette and Axe body spray smell.
Smothering me, commanding me.
You beautiful b*stard,
you have that "Screw the world." attitude and a black studded belt.
You beautiful b*stard,
you were the one who was sweet behind closed doors,
and rude when they were opened.
You gave me the hot chills, stirred up that pit of desire inside of me.
You changed,morphed,improved me.
I loved/love/hate/wishIcouldhate/ you.
You beautiful b*stard,
you chewed me up, and spit me back out.
Back into this whirlwind of "What the hell's going on here."
and "Why aren't you answering my calls?"
You were my own island of perfect chaos.
You were and are,
a beautiful b*stard.