I may...

I may be pessimistic,

No optimism comes from me.

But when I look at her.

I see nothing but pure beauty.

...

...

I may be a loner.

The hate in my eyes pure.

But the only thing I wish,

To talk, alone, to her.

...

...

I may hate cheesy crap,

At romane I throw a fit.

But... her.

I know inner beauty when I see it.

...

...

I may ask for the impossible.

Out of my romantic mind.

But.......

..... nevermind.