so this
this is heartbreak
feeling everything
and nothing

i am scared to be vulnerable
because i am so, absolutely,
incredibly broken
and i don't know if i
can be put back together
quite yet
you see
i've got mountains to climb
but i am still having trouble
finding my shoes

i will never be tidy
you will never be
able to wrap me up
and stick a big red bow on me
i am crumpled tissue paper gifts:
i am a little belated
i will always have fly-aways
in my hair
and makeup
smudged under my eyes
i have always been a mess
and a little crazy
trying to clean me up
will only make it worse
you see,
i will always be friday night
and you,
will always be monday morning

you were a creature of habit
and i was trying new things
it almost felt automatic
like i was waiting for a ring
on the phone
on my finger
i would have loved both
but everyone knows
creatures of habit don't
find new homes