I used to actually write. God. Haven't done that in a while.
if something seems perfect, is it any less real?
shall I give my heart to you, my heart to your heart
will you take it
and give me yours
shall I want you to, or is it an action
of desire and unrequited love
if something seems perfect, will it easily destroy?
shall I give my heart to you, my heart to your hands
will you crush it
and hurt it, cause it pain
will it be tender, or will it sting with agony
will I want to scream and shout
and cry until my pillow is stained from my tears
will it hurt me, like it hurt those I love
those easily deceived and fooled
I am already scared, I know what fear is
but for love, and for pain of love and love of you
I am amiss and uncertain
2 comments:
"Life is hard" It has been said
But better still than being dead.
So carry on, despite the hurt
Until you're buried in the dirt.
this is really lovely.
god, i've missed you.
xo
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