All I want is you

I know I have a reputation for being a hard ass. For being violent, guarded, and unsympathetic. And it's true, I won't deny it. We all know I'll punch you right in the knee cap. And if I could reach I'd puncture your lung with your own rib. But, beneath all the hostility, rage and all the yelling is a plain old sap. I'm like your great aunt Ester's shitty hard candy. That candy she leaves out in floral patterned dish on the coffee table in the living room. Each piece of candy is wrapped in a white wrapper with tiny pictures of fruit painted on it. That candy is hard on the outside. If you bite the candy it'll break your jaw. However, if you let the artificially colored and flavored teeth decayer sit in your mouth a spell. If you're patient. You'll discover my insides are gooey. Once you look past the facade, past the anger, and past my clothes you'll see I'm just a big old teddy bear of girl. Yeah I'm hairy--hairy like a bear. But maybe it's that hair that makes me believe in love. I have to because no one is going to sleep with a hairy girl unless they love her.

If you don't believe I'm like a hollywood hooker. A woman with a heart of gold, sans the hooking and sleeping around for money, I don't blame you. I've known myself my whole life and I've only just discovered I have the capacity to love, or at least appreciate the art of other people who can love.

I can't get this God damn U2 song out of my head. I'm not even a U2 fan.

Let's see if you guys fair any better. Because "All I want is you."