Opposites By: Liv Canova

I like the way you move so effortlessly

Hands, feet, arms, legs, they all move the way you want them to

Not like me, I run and I stumble

While you're finished fine, I'm tripping and slowing down and gasping for air

You overtake me with long, easy strides

I'm left behind you, sputtering out 

It seems, in theory, that we should be similar 

Similar interests, similar friends

But as I know you more, I know we are not the same

I'm intense and loud, always rushing to be somewhere

My tumultuous conversations are punctuated by earnest silence, I can only ever seem to be one of two extremes

You seem calmer, more focused, never in a hurry, yet perfectly on time

Your life seems to fall into place, but that's just because you make hard work look easy

I always need to be the center of attention, and you're fine with background
But people find me interesting in passing
They marvel at you for hours
The way you flow is captivating

You have the capacity to do harm, yet you're gentle 

I never could figure out gentle

I flail, I burn, I consume worlds

Words topple out of my mouth and destroy someone without a second in my mind

But you're thoughtful, careful, calculated

Loved by all

Loved by me

It seems as though we should go well together

But it doesn't work that way

Someone will get hurt

Get burnt or be extinguished 

We're polar opposites 

Maybe, just maybe, there's a way to go about this

Call me a hopeless romantic

But don't opposites attract?