Poetic Justice

A friend of mine that I spend a good amount of time thinking about isn't at all like me. He has the same political views and general view toward life, but he's more business minded about it. Which is good because we shouldn't all be flower-y and emotional, isn't that sort of the problem with the left? Though, I think I may be a touch more radical in my veiws.

We're not so different that we can't have a coversation and we offer a good amount of disagreement to make things interesting. He makes me laugh and he is interested in what I have to say. It's nice, I like him and he likes me.

He isn't who I would normally date though, he's a little awkward and a little too vanilla. He's not hideous or anything, just a little too plain when you first look at him. Plus he thinks we live in a post-racial society, which is so weird and wrong to me. Racism exists, it's a problem that affects us all and can be even more severe when people don't recognize that it is even happening. I still like him though and like to argue with him on this point because I think it's funny.

He isn't poetic. And I think I need that, I miss it. I'm trying to think of the ways he does express passion and emotion to fill in this missing piece, but I can't. I want the revolutionary and the artist. I start to think of all the things he is not and wish him to be and wonder why we're even together because there's so much that isn't there. I think of the past and someone who was so awful to me, but had all these traits and wish things had turned out differently.

This all could be because of a long dead love affair, a great poet declaring his love for a girl he thought to be so wonderful. I want that. I want a great mind to see me and lift me up. I just want to be thought of as completely wonderful, just once. I've been pushed down too many times and betrayed to such an extent I don't even think I could recognize such devotion. But I'd like it just the same.

Someone strong and capable, someone expressive and sincere.