This isn't a song yet, nor is it a poem. It's just everything I've been wanting to say ever since I listened to Foolish Games by Jewel a week ago. It frightened me that a song could tell my story like that, and not be about something good in my life.

I can't trust myself to think of a melody now that won't rip off Jewel's, but I really needed to get the words off my chest.

It's all in the lyrics...

I heard a song that got me thinking
Of you and of everything I wanted to say
To you and I knew that if I didn't try
Then it would haunt me
Like a melody that I can't get perfect
You're not perfect
But you might as well be
For all I know
Which, to be honest, isn't much
But my heart doesn't give a damn
About propriety
Or the fact that you drink alcohol
Or the fact that you'll never love me

But it's okay
It's quite all right
It's not your fault
That I'm in love with you
Or that you're breaking my heart

So this song that got me thinking
Of you didn't quite get everything right
You've got the hair and the mysterious air
And in my dreams you haunt me
Like a memory that I can't forget
Let's not forget
Though that you're not that crazy
For all I know
You're typical, logical
But it's true that I've mistaken you
For the you in my head
The you that might treat me with passion
The you that is more like myself

But it's okay
It's quite all right
It's not your fault
That I'm in love with you
Or that you're breaking my heart

I'm brave in many ways
And I'll take on the world
But I'll never be able to say
That I'm in love with you
Or that you're breaking my heart

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