dear Scarily Confusing You,
i must tell you, darling;
you've made quite the deposit
in my bank.
the flowers and cute sayings-
and, oh, your
killer grilled cheese sandwiches!
how i miss those sandwiches...
i promise;
i've even tried meditation-
'hummm, himmm- oh crap,
here we go again!'
i cant't get you out if my head!
your sweet disposition;
oh, how ironic!
and the tension between our hearts:
almost ionic!
just go away,
be the thunder to
someone else's lightening...
or come back and be the
sunshine to my blue sky?
Christ, i can't make up my mind.
Sincerely, Heart-Wrenched Me.
Our love is like meditation under a waterfall when it’s 30 below wearing nothing but a bed sheet
I am a victim of love
You are my killer
Tearing my heart
And stealing my thread
Leaving me helpless to mend it again
You are so cruel
As you string me along
You give me flowers
To put on my grave
You make a deposit
Only to take more away
One minute your sunshine
The next thunder and rain
You are Jackal and Mr. Hyde
An ionic bond I cannot escape
your disposition
Will be the end of me