On the road, going home, I was thinking again.
Thinking about what to compare her to, and just before I gave up again, I found it.
And it was something new, because as we all know, everybody's had enough about the stars, the sunrise and the sunsets,
not that they aren't grand anymore, it's just that it's now way too cliche.
Also that if I had to compare her to something, it must be known, must be extremely captivating, yet at the same time, new and related to the current situation.
That's about enough drumroll, eh?
Thinking about what to compare her to, and just before I gave up again, I found it.
And it was something new, because as we all know, everybody's had enough about the stars, the sunrise and the sunsets,
not that they aren't grand anymore, it's just that it's now way too cliche.
Also that if I had to compare her to something, it must be known, must be extremely captivating, yet at the same time, new and related to the current situation.
That's about enough drumroll, eh?
[Director]
You're on in 3, 2, 1, and Action!
[Actor]
At the question "Why am I doing this?", I find myself clueless.
"Why do I bother writing, when you won't even get to see them?"
Perhaps, at the very minute chance that this gets to you somehow.
Or maybe because I'm doing every single thing I can, that I think would help draw you closer.
I'm hunting down the songs, one by one, taking the highlights of their grandeur and offering them to you.
Here's where I tell you what I've compared you too.
I'm a striving artist. Trying to draw, paint, sing, and play.
And at the sight of you,
An august Sculpture that God made a little bit short of perfect,
I drop my words and melody,
Let go of the chisel and the colors I held dear.
At the thought of you,
I wonder how any pattern, how any 3 minute song could possibly suffice for you.
What could I possibly add to this Mona Lisa to make her more beautiful when the whole world is already in awe?
The one's helping me out expect me to dress you up in colors, clothes of words, carefully weaved.
But they don't see that my hands are trembling, and that I'm really terribly wondering if you actually would give the slightest bit of appreciation for those.
Seeing as I don't want to have another failed attempt, due to a broken approach,
I find my world colorless.
Cut!
[Director]
Well that was a good enough take.
Clean up, hurry up and ready for the next scene.
[Cameraman's thoughts]
Oh boss,
you're just like her.
You're so clueless.
Your actor is your character, this is his storyline, but please do help him have a happy ending.
You do get to have an influence on her.
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Another play of a play.
Still ingenius, contrary to the fact that it has been used before.
If only the setting and the situation was easy to set-up.
When you're doing all that you can do,
But now all you can do is hope she sees this too,
Now what could put off this relentless thoughts on her?
For once there is an answer. And it's this:
You know can't. Since now she's become the very base from which your character now stands.
Cutting back on drama was easier said than done.
When all you can be is honest but honest is just too strong of an approach,
Maybe that would've given him enough time to be more presentable.
When all you can be is honest but honest is just too strong of an approach,
You dress him up, spin him around, and let him crawl his way up to her.