Warped

He called me “warped” on the phone tonight

I didn’t know what to say,

I took it as a compliment

I knew he meant it that way.

“Abnormal, strange, distorted”

That’s what Websters said,

I think he meant I’m funny

I heard that in my head.

I have a sense of humor

Not like all the rest,

I think he finds me different

That’s what he likes best.

I am a little mouthy

Oh yes I can be fresh,

But him and I together

We always seem to mesh.

I’m not like all the other girls

He’s known throughout his life,

I make a decent girlfriend

Maybe not a wife.

I make him laugh most days

When I think he needs it most,

So now I lift my glass to him

To make a silly toast.

Here’s to you for dealing with

My funny, strange, warped mind,

For loving me the way I am

For being oh so kind.

I'll never promise you

I’ll change my wicked way,

You love me just the way I am

So warped I think I’ll stay.

Much Love, G.